Another night of shifting, flipping the pillow, and counting sheep …
my thoughts pacing
in moonlit dark, one stray
outbarks the rest
Added:
ice crystals on glass ...
you see the symmetry
I breathe through cloth
FYI: This is a sequel to my haiku below:
hollow-eyed men huddled
outside the shelter window
hollow-eyed men waiting
Added: This Brave New World, CXXVII
round after round
pink slips slide across desks—
warehouse aisles hum
as robots pick and place parcels
on time, 24/7
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