A String of Haiku Poems for any Day
Actuality
Like waking abandoned
Lying
Lost
within abstraction
Of time
Seized
As if a perverse certainty and
Will
Would
Return authenticity, to this
Dis-order
Actuality
Like waking abandoned
Lying
Lost
within abstraction
Of time
Seized
As if a perverse certainty and
Will
Would
Return authenticity, to this
Dis-order