haikumpday

what you see of me –

my flaws and imperfections –

are called ‘character.’

* * * 

loosely twisted tie,

rag-doll on a bucking horse!

lets my bread grow stale.

* * * 

setting sun, goodnight!

I SAID GOODNIGHT, SETTING SUN!

sorry – she can’t hear.

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