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I see the stupid played out,
The news, social media and conversation,

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Ghost in the window

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Seeing the evil
We do to each other,

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They call from out beyond my

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spearflower berries
tempting the sparrows with their color –
graveyard in the mist

© Yozakura
Silently they watch
Life flittering here and there
Stone remembrances.

 

–my response for–

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille

 

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Hand drawn creations

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The body is tired,
My mind will not stop,

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You help me to speak
To myself,

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Skittering little insects
Race around in my skull

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I whisper to her
Alone in the dark spaces

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Flipped back,

Hunger ignited, the need, slick hand

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Time slides
Unseen and unremarked

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Watching my hand
Bright sliver firmly grasped

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Hanging out with friends,

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Blood throbs
In time with the fist
Cracking on bone,
The scene swirls
Around in my head
Rage-reaction
To the gas lighting attempt,
Barely restrained,
Green monster wants
Out.

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The words get lost

In the maelstrom of noise

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It grates,

Wearing at my spirit

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Ridden by it
Thoughts never cease
Carooming around
Inside my skull
Churning the butterflies
Alive in my gut.
Try to be logical,
To make a plan,
Taking some action,
All I have to show
Is naught,
That’s a nitro burst
For my stress.

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Zooming along

In the dark,

Reeling and overloaded,

Images flash before my eyes

Open or shut

I see them still,

Never settling,

Circling around,

Until I crash

Into tomorrow.

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Hand in hand
Walking under the cold night skies,

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Family obligations met,

Call or visit,

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From behind
Her soft and gentle curve,

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She may not know
How I feel,
But she understands and helps me
Cope
With my trials and tribulations.

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It’s a word we fear,

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The collar I wear

Braided strands of

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Out here,

Where the wild things live

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It’s big and noisy