The new furnace kicks
on, and I rise to the warmth
like yeast bread baking.
Cozy
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Haiku journal
My small gift to my
self – a few words at the end
of a busy day.
Dead tired
Every night I
play Russian Roulette with sleep
instead of bullets.
Boob tube
I lock the TV
behind the armoire doors so
I can get work done.
Deadline
Some days it feels like
all I do is sit on this
couch and write for hours.
J’s collapse
Home sick, she lies in
bed, stomach queasy, still in
her day-before clothes.
Trick or treat 2
Halloween spirit
eludes me, like the ghost of
someone I once loved.
Procrastination – Already too small
It took eight weeks to
wrap the baby outfit and
give it to the dad.
Coffee house office
Wi Fi whore, I go
where there’s access, drinking bad
java just to surf.
Overworked
When the going gets
tough, I end up sleeping on
the couch, fully clothed.
a haiku a day 