23.7.11

Fall Away from Your Past, But It's Following You




If I knew the formula, I would figure out everything that's wrong with my life and be perfect. I haven't.
But I'm doing my damnedest. I am fighting with all that I have, and that has to be enough. It's got to be, or what else is there?

umbrella for rain
so it cannot touch my head
the street is quiet

darkness into light
falling behind emotion
into what could be

haikus eat long grass
or whatever they can find
to munch between teeth

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