it was quiet my
eyes closed and when they opened
c’s ran down the page
Tag Archives: weary
Haiku 17.20
sleeplessness blurs the
lines between night and day both
seem painfully long
Haiku 16.20
my thoughts don’t match how
I feel or vice versa so
I remain hopeful
Haiku 2.20
words of wisdom tend
to escape me on most days
notably today
