words are unspoken thoughts blown away in the wind caught between train tracks
All without searching,I find more than I expectEvery time I hike
And yet, to not speakIs more offensive than yourDogmatic nonsense.
Outstay your welcome.Leave some happiness behind.Exit when you please.
A peaceful storm came,then, thunder with a downpour.Love has stricken her.
I pretend you're here.Let you gracefully follow.Will you walk with me ?
A real person.She's more than a fantasy.Light her cigarette.
I’ve seen paradise.Can’t decide if it’s worth it.The foolish see it.
Hopes for breakfast anddaydreams for lunch and dinner.Water to survive
I will take us there.Don’t turn or detour again,you’ll only delay.
At the parking garage—it was pretty empty and a haiku flows out.Oh, she knocked them dead.All she had was a red truck.Keep the car idling.
On the 6th floor and a haiku flows out.Looking straight at youI have not been too impressed?Do you plan to change?