with a lurching step
with a lurching step
inevitability
it is what it is
haiku
an image of time
an image of time
as distinct little slivers
missing how it flows
scattered all around
scattered all around
fragments of a dying day
to be forgotten
to be foiled again
to be foiled again
the wandering miscreant
just a reflection
the taste of bubbles
the taste of bubbles
while under a crescent moon
tickling the nose
too hot for sleeping
too hot for sleeping
the damn windows won't open
where is the cool night
weary from the night
weary from the night
today there is espresso
and it shall be good
a saxophone plays
a saxophone plays
while the bbq sizzles
picnic in the rain
there is a cold beer
there is a cold beer
just waiting somewhere for me
just need directions
to stand in chaos
to stand in chaos
with time spent in harmony
interesting life