Rough week y’all, so sorry to inundate you with angry, sad, and weepy poems. However, it ain’t over yet. I am going to share some of my most angst-ridden haiku from my journal. Hope my pain, past and present, will entertain the masses. Let it be good for someone….
(1)
like an etch-a-sketch
i wonder if i shake you
will you disappear
(2)
look at my bare hands
your neck is a perfect fit
no need to try on
(3)
my soul is hurting
i just want to punch something
so i’m not alone
(4)
i have boardwalk dreams
a Baltic reality
monopoly sucks