Wednesday, November 20

Haiku LXXXIII - LXXXVI

off the thigh & on
to the sheets, a drop of the
crime we committed.



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won’t the grey let up,
or will forever winter
dampen us to death?



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I’m sad because my
fruitbowl is empty and I
want its colours back.



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I only say ‘good-
bye’ because this twenty-eight
-year love is too big.

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