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What do you call that Far East Asian ancient sailboat?Educated Women: Our Haiku
You’ll leave, not be left
Riddled by early love-bombs
Hungry from breadcrumbs
At The Bell
Fling that thing to the Moon
That thing that’s ailing you
Red flags, white flags, too
It’s not a day too soon
Let’s leave crazy to loons
Whose flightiness consumes
Consider this day new
Its call goes out to you
To sing the champion’s tune
Tomorrow Leave
I asked you then, come away
From pretending
From costume parties
To remove the mask
To wear your name proud
The name borne of your mother’s heart
The name I called you as a child
Remember who you truly are
Remember what you deeply love
Creatures, cars, cooking, calm
Comfort in my crazy arms
Leave behind the aged bones
Leave to find your first true home
I ask you now, come away
All Gone: A Haiku
Faceless interface
Perpetuates nothingness
Robs us of our souls
You In Mind
Once over her threshold
There was none of the fanciful
Nothing intricate evident
You thought
You’d expected to find woven, sugary things
Designed with you in mind
To draw your eye and the rest of you
Toward her
You’d hoped to see open, airy spaces
Undefined and to your liking
That you’d envision yourself there
For good
How shocking the sole, dusty cobweb
Strewn and hiding across the ceiling
The boxes of dreams on bookshelves and….
The bed
Such horror the shut-tight windows
Shushing provocative talk
The exotic stashed away in drawers
The hollow
Had you not left, but lingered
With utmost courage, stayed to dig, to see
What permanence revealed, what life!
What joy
Instrumental Song
Lyrics be damned I guess
If for you the sacrifice is sleep
O’er too-tight heartstrings
Played fast and loose
To appease just you
Words take your leave
Let’s let slumber
Form rhyme, fuse rhythm
Slow but certain
Without the sound of you
Lecher
Contented
Leave again and over again
Over here
A crystalline vessel then
Take
See over again and again
Over there
A shattered shell then
Contented…again…leave
Leave Me
I need you to leave me
I need to feel the dust
The distance
Willfully, mecifully placed
Between your spinning heel
And my most witless heart
As I, with abandon
Am unable to abandon
You
To save me
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