Life's endless cycle
The sand pours its way through the
smallest interstice
(Last line of last haiku wasn't of 5 syllables, so I took the liberty of trimming it, sorry. :) )
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Life's endless cycle
The sand pours its way through the
smallest interstice
(Last line of last haiku wasn't of 5 syllables, so I took the liberty of trimming it, sorry. :) )
Smallest interstice
In my floorboards of my house
Has indicted me
"...has indicted me."
Then the returns, revenges...
Red. Black. Red again.
Red. Black. Red again.
Flashed the spirit of my soul
Dead on the floor, babe
Dead on the floor, babe,
Ah, auto-erotica!
What made you try it?
"What made you try it?"
Oh, what a cheek to speak so
You are a cruel judge.
You are a cruel judge
framing the faintest smudge as
a scarlet letter
a scarlet letter
to scare me out of my wits.
You fail miserably.
you fail miserably
but grasp bitter victory
swaying from a bough
swaying from a bough
the rickety swing will now
send me to heaven
send me to heaven
on the unseen wings of air
melting into mist
send me to heaven
on the unseen wings of air
melting into mist
melting into mist
emotions blend together
into emptiness
into emptiness
I pour our collected dreams
Sleep is too costly
sleep is too costly
to justify the sinful
acts of indulgence