It was about reading between the lines, it was about the intricacies. It was about the subtleties that hid themselves so explicitly within the complexities. A juxtaposition of images with a cutting word in between. You were almost like a haiku: said so little, but meant so much. Just when I reach a moment of clarity; it’s over, nothing left to touch. A bitter aftertaste, so much potential, but such a premature ending that everything ended up as waste.



7 comments on “Haiku

  1. bussokuseki says:

    Fantastic imagery on a number of levels, moving in and out of the subject. Thanks! Be well.

  2. Anonymous says:

    Finally a new post! Your writing is scintillating.

  3. Erika says:

    .. 😦

  4. The Artist says:

    Babes, I didn’t know you felt that way 😦

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