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- Jul 20
- 1 min read

Haiku Poo

Updated: Aug 1

to transform the norm

wrap time in a rhyme and Sing

Past is Future Now.

I miss cigarettes

Coffee lacks its dark languor,

time its succinct yes.

I have thoughts on thoughts

Of eternal doubtlessness

You will doubt no doubt.

Largesse of life’s love.

Small S self no longer reigns:

death by Parenting.

I press my finger—

Apple button response lag—

heart aches, loss lingers….

The word trump means best.

The man Trump means to be mean.

Crickets swim; fish sing.

dalai lama’s face

glows a swath of light through time.

the dog lies; owls hoot.

Sending you a text

Is like praying for something:

Nobody answers.

Thoughts on Thinking

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