(untitled)#47

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from source to soul

detoxify the mirage –

a matrix of lies

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each train ride –

a tourniquet of boredom

constricting my heart

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character review:

a blank personality –

my poker face

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descrying this world

conscientiously objecting

to normalcy

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methods twist –

where darkness falls – reason lies

invoking nature

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earth, water, air … fire!

fingers twist conjuring shapes

transforming futures

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bitter thoughts attack

 inaction’s utter violence –

the calm in my eyes

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the mundane facade

before it is unleashed

prepare for the storm

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feel the pressure wave:

smell the rain before it falls –

hear the gust – it comes!

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sliding doors open

silently disappearing

the calm of the night

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this thread I walk –

this tangled web:

where dost it lead?

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(untitled)#46

Haiku-heights theme: desert

long my shadow falls

across your sheer faces –

the low angled sun

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a fine thread sewn

into the curved hips of dunes

footsteps in the sand

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each grain of rice climbs

the arcuate dune lifting

ripple by ripple

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yearning for water

winds dry the salt on my skin

a deceitful kiss

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the sky shimmers

seven colours play

with promise

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sand grains jump

excitedly

emulating rain

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just a shower

of heavenly light – all else

evaporates

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