Fire blew smoke hoping for some reaction. It would make no difference.
Haiku #66
Anticipation Creeps upon me, that lingers In my blood and bones
Blackout #76
He was left over from the war with nowhere else to go.
Haiku #65
Burn the midnight oil Light it with inspiration Until it is all consumed
Blackout #75
Could anyone meet me where I am.
Haiku #64
The warmest blanket Covers me as I lay here Waiting for sunshine
Blackout #74
It was a Tuesday night by the side of the stage. What was he thinking? They would eat the band alive.
Haiku #63
Hindsight, retelling Of the facts we were blind to As it came to pass
Blackout #73
The thing is, you see, people are crazy.
Haiku #62
My little white dove Will you let me fly along With you in the blue?
Fragment of a Figment 