May 2011
01.* It gets easier
to look back and think "he was
a **** anyway"
02. Sun spots dance in drops,
Mom sings over the vacuum.
Don't nap for too long
03. I think this is my
favorite time of the day.
Lake twilight serene
to look back and think "he was
a **** anyway"
02. Sun spots dance in drops,
Mom sings over the vacuum.
Don't nap for too long
03. I think this is my
favorite time of the day.
Lake twilight serene
I'm becoming sort of obsessed with putting my thoughts into haiku. But it helps me keep things short and sweet and forces me to get down to what I really want the poem to be all about.
