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Warm Winter Haiku

Sixty degrees and

The term winter means nothing

Chinese global hoax

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Mid-Spring Haiku

We skipped the winter
So spring is taking a break
When will it be warm?

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Nowhere

You got to go
Nowhere seems nice
That death wish means
Nowhere is where you end

Junkie is just a bag of bones
and meat waiting… spiraling down
waiting to be thrown away

You say you know what’s good
You say you got shit down
But truth is you don’t know shit

I see myself in you, I see your pattern
It’s like looking in a mirror
It makes me angry

I can’t help you live
I can’t let you drag me down
I can only watch you die
From a safe distance

Nowhere is where you end
Nowhere is where you’ll be
This is the last you will see me

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Late Spring Haiku

June is very hot
I want to chew an ice cube
But I bit my tongue