I seek wisdom.
Crave it, perhaps.
This longing to understand.
Freed from repeating
The past’s miseries.
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Evening haiku
Wise blender of words
Crafting meaning from the wind.
Lost in summer’s song.
Fearful Spaces
I am not afraid
Of the abyss.
This dark, hollow space,
Deep within.
Inside my soul,
Body, staring into murky depths
Hidden from sight.
Walls grown around it,
Status quo.
Mid-Night Wakefulness
Awoken by
The movement of
Dreams.
Into and Through
I collapse
Into and through
Myself, these dreams
Both from my mind
And the synaptic demands
Of others.
Mist fades
Upon the other side
Where I find
Myself.
Trust, Fear, Desire
Trust and Tryst
One letter separates.
Trusting another with deepest
Longings, dark hidden places.
Secrets.
Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love
And longing.
We know the
Consuming doom
Of expressing
Desire.
Thinking of the Butterfly
Crawling slowly stills,
Body encompassed by crust.
Transformation lives.
Aggressive Sunlight
Sunlight rages on,
Oblivious of the drained
Souls of the machine
Fearlessness
I am not afraid
Of the abyss.
This dark, hollow space,
Deep within.
Inside my soul,
Body, staring into murky depths
Hidden from sight,
Walls grown around it,
Status quo
Of the abyss.
This dark, hollow space,
Deep within.
Inside my soul,
Body, staring into murky depths
Hidden from sight,
Walls grown around it,
Status quo
