three haikus ii
i.
jesus fucking christ
another fucking haiku
i’m sick of this shit
ii.
cherry blossoms fall
at the speed of oh my god
no one fucking cares
iii.
write some poetry
about cool shit like bar fights
you goddamn wankers
i.
jesus fucking christ
another fucking haiku
i’m sick of this shit
ii.
cherry blossoms fall
at the speed of oh my god
no one fucking cares
iii.
write some poetry
about cool shit like bar fights
you goddamn wankers
“It’s in the waiting that I go quietly mad, silently insane.”
“How desperately my empty hands always search for your hands to hold.”
“Fall into the bed and I’ll catch you in the sheets. I will cover you.”
“If you love my wounds will you have the bravery to kiss them as scars?”