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haiku

struggles in broken

struggles in broken
it hasn't beaten me yet
voices on the wind

looking at my past

looking at my past
picking thru the artifacts
masochistic needs

that drive to create

that drive to create
the relentless tick of time
still tucked in warm bed

to ponder could haves

to ponder could haves
that which didn't come about
those paths not taken

weary thru and thru

weary thru and thru
grasp the chance to decompress
a dollop of hope

so insomnia

so insomnia
you've come to visit again
you're not welcome here

cast iron duckling

cast iron duckling
resting in the morning fog
a stream of light falls