I’ll Dramamine my
self into torpidity,
sleep through drink service.
Tomorrow’s flight
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I’ll Dramamine my
self into torpidity,
sleep through drink service.
Tag Archives: habit
Packing for vacation
separating the
non-essential from the much
needed is painful.
Christmas triage
Not enough time for
cookies, cards, decorating.
Which one do I skip?
See hear taste smell touch
If you had to pick,
what sense would you sacrifice?
Impossible choice.
Clean sweep
My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.
Alone time
I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
Knitting project
Fat balls of yarn crowd
my home like clawless kittens,
needling me to start.
Substitution
Sometimes, the hunger
that compels you to eat a
cookie is sadness.
Protection
Soldiers wear helmets.
Women wear makeup, styled hair.
Our mode of defense.
Unbroken
The house of my heart
is white, clean, pure. No windows,
doors. No visitors.
a haiku a day 