friction caused heat
uncaring words burnt red hot
burnt out eyes averse
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friction caused heat
uncaring words burnt red hot
burnt out eyes averse
burnt out eyes averse
to chills of empty snowfields
fill space with fire.
fill space with fire
smoke clouds my reality
I see what I want
To Symphony: I'm kind of put-off by the Haiku short format and don't feel very confident about writing them but your last bit was the best one I've noticed in some time. Just an opinion. quasi
I see what I want.
What others want to picture
Is their own business...
that throws apart dreams
scattered storybits windward
pieces of our lives
pieces of our lives
can come together in such
unexpected ways
unexpected ways
of circumnavigating
make me quite dizzy
make me quite dizzy
with those soft breathy kisses
and touch me right there
and touch me right there
where my heart used to beat strong
now an empty hole
now an empty hole
where a little grey hare lived
hiding from the fox
Hiding from the fox
The small grey hair witnesses
His brother chased down
His brother chased down
the bully, and whipped him good!
He cried like a girl.
He cried like a girl
which was not such a bad thing
in the big picture