2.29.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-nine

XXIX.

there is no such thing
as extra time. time He is,
destroyer of all.

2.28.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-eight

XXVIII.

tiny remover
of obstacles - do your hands
ever get tired?

2.27.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-seven

XXVII.

fuck this pain body,
this pain world, full of nothing
but duality.

2.26.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-six

XXVI.

driving alone my
failures are magnified by
street lamps and darkness.

2.25.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-five

XXV.

I am not ashamed
to regret myself from the
past. it wasn't me.

2.24.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-four

XXIV.

it's weird the things that
make me think of you, like butter-
flies trapped in lucite.

2.23.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-three

XXIII.

if only it was
as easy as picking a
card, answers so clear.

2.22.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-two

XXII.

I want to say that
thirty-seven feels like six-
teen, but it doesn't.

2.21.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty-one

XXI.

fourteen years ago
from right now, I was waiting
in stillness for you.

2.20.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twenty

XX.

expect nothing, get
nothing. everything is an
illusion anyway.

2.19.2016

NaHaiWriMo: nineteen

XIX.

the cycle repeats -
come back full circle every
time. but will you change?

2.18.2016

NaHaiWriMo: eighteen

XVIII.

little virus, when
you woke from your long slumber
did you stretch and yawn?

2.17.2016

NaHaiWriMo: seventeen

XVII.

you would think giving
up would be so easy, but
the ego holds on.

2.16.2016

NaHaiWriMo: sixteen

XVI.

peeling cuticle
is a reminder of truth:
I'm not this body.

2.15.2016

NaHaiWriMo: fifteen

XV.

to make a habit
they say do something twenty-
one times, not fifteen.

2.14.2016

NaHaiWriMo: fourteen

XIV.

I time love for god -
slowly realize what a sweet,
clear life he opens.

2.13.2016

NaHaiWriMo: thirteen

XIII.

I'm going to be
honest: I don't want to do
this. but I keep on.

2.12.2016

NaHaiWriMo: twelve

XII.

formation of birds
flying - dark, clear sky whispers
keep moving - don't stop.

2.11.2016

NaHaiWriMo: eleven

XI.

either you are lost
or you are not lost, he said.
the truth is simple.

2.10.2016

NaHaiWriMo: ten

X.

how did we get here?
he asks. I've been thinking the
same thing every day.

2.09.2016

NaHaiWriMo: nine

IX.

what language will my
blood speak? the unthinkable
secrets in crimson.

2.08.2016

NaHaiWriMo: eight

VIII.

honesty and truth
are not the same. stand naked,
know the difference.

2.07.2016

NaHaiWriMo: seven

VII.

no one could under-
stand how that girl fell into
that dark well: I do.

2.06.2016

NaHaiWriMo: six

VI.

it is a heavy
weight that pulls like gravity
into the darkness.

2.05.2016

NaHaiWriMo: five

V.

this temporary
body feels so permanent.
but it's just karma.

2.04.2016

NaHaiWriMo: four

IV.

everything spins out
of control. 'fake it till you
make it' is bullshit.

2.03.2016

NaHaiWriMo: three

III.

rain melting the snow -
it is the evolution
of things: birth and death.

2.02.2016

NaHaiWriMo: two

II.

the more I look at
myself, the more I see you.
the things we become.

2.01.2016

NaHaiWriMo: one

I'll be participating in national haiku writing month. because haiku.


I.

in the beginning
everything is so simple
care-less love that blinds