brown noise

sound of your breath

is like brown noise to me

soothing me into sleep

empty morning…haiku

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crumpled bed

unfinished dreams

an empty morning

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I long I yearn

for the good old days of youth

and of carefree banter

let the money go

we shall barter feelings

for the things we need

holding on

to our crazy fears

we survive

dogs run behind cars

maybe they don’t like humans

they too have a mind

lets be together again

after that forsaken love

claim me