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Haikus 3

Hours thinking of one memory, Like a bird roosting on an electric pole, That never flew again. In Isolation, we're incapable of seeing. I draw you, You draw me. There's no story. There's only Being. How free are we really? Birds fighting out of smaller doors, Into cages larger and larger. Learning over the years? How to lie, please, present and sail. Dreams of higher swings.

Haikus

Afternoon Summer Heats Up Playing Cards With Myself all the Time Here Deserted Roads Gape at Me. Faltering Voices of the Night Green Leaves Bathing in The Cold Breeze A Cicada Keeps Company Maybe It's the Wind again Or Did a touch just Ruffle My Hair Here Unbecoming Storms Stir