Some Damn Haiku

Eyes crossed like wild fires
Lullabies for big dreamers
Always, I give in.



They say I lose sleep
For every hair that I pull
And for every frown.



Glistening in sun-
Light, the radiating girl
Picks the brightest grey.



Tricks and trips for games
Distort our budless, frameless
Inconsistencies.



Creep, creep - goes the night
I wonder at the hapless
Moon. Often frightening.

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Always in my face. Always in my head.

Forecast Read Showers

Forecast read showers; I witnessed sunshine
And stowed my umbrella away.
Billowing knocks forced me to stay
And soon after I followed the decline.
All distant desires I resign
As easily as forks lead astray.
Drinks on the fire to slay
My desire to steal whatever is thine.
Blood rush to the head: 17 MHz
I blink and you slip from my hands.
126 ways to sleep in the dirt
But not one which works, I understand.
Slender radii, eyes in staunch alert
I witness the sky expand.


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The first line was my six word memoir, but I reused it.