Apathy My Friend
We Are Quite Indifferent
Shortest Bond Ever
Tag: haiku
The Wilt
Barely feel conscious
My passions passed long ago
Sleep is for the dead
Cusp of Chance
Both Stranger And Muse
We Pick Each Other Apart
Secrets Pieces Truths
Hilarity Is
Trying Not To Shout
“Ready to Go?” At A Wake
To My Deaf Grandma
haiku of ought 6
so again it bleeds
i pulled my scab too quickly
surely it will scar