January 10, 2008
I need an image
You do not like my picture
Paint me a portrait
Haiku
I do not relate
No, not in this point of time
And maybe never
Haiku
Two forces clashing
Painfully aware is one
Deathly unaware
Haiku
Low on life again
What a terrible mind frame
Circumstances change
Dirty stretched jeans
Knarled hair and smudged looks
I know I am poor
Haiku
Why are my feet wet?
Holes are in my shoes again
I know I am poor
I walked too far today
I am so tired
Out with the old stuff
Phoebe chops, Melissa snips
My hair is like new
One is in my car
The other in someone’s house
Where are my headphones?
Trying to ignore
Killing feelings inside me
When will I face hate?
Do you understand?
Painfully small these haiku
Ideas fall short
If I could convey
My feelings in these few words
I would feel so wise
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