If her hair was much
bigger you’d mistake it for
blonde cotton candy.
Overdone do
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Dumbfounded
Dude. Complete strangers
read the byproducts of life
inside my head. Sweet.
People watching
Discreetly I eye
them waiting for that gesture
that unlocks the soul.
Why bother with this
service when I keep up with
A Haiku A Day?
Same old lament
National TV
talk show called me to be a
guest. What will I wear?
To do list
I jot on random
scraps, then lose them. No wonder
I don’t get things done.
Tasteless
Reading haikus is
like eating chestnuts. You stop
after a bad one.
Bedtime
Why does burrowing
under thick down comforters
bring such sheer delight?
Another late night
Idea of early
to bed rare as a rainbow
and just as fleeting.
Moral chicken
They saw a film on
how poultry is killed. They cluck
as I eat hot wings.
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