Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Honest Sadness Makes for Bad Poetry

Sadness, like
faint stars or hard truths,
is better seen sideways. Your
reading glasses are
telescopes.






I guess I'm on a haiku kick lately. The form combats my tendency to ramble :)
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