Sunday, November 3

Haiku LXXIX - LXXXII

the girl three doors down
must think all I do is smoke
cigarettes; it’s true



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I asked the cabbie
to drop me at the fast food
joint at two a.m.



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the wind flips the leaves
from well known british racing
to matte guacamole



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don’t mistake this for
love because I mentioned ‘love’,
in fact I’m helpless

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