dreams blah poetry blah... life blah.. blah blah blah blah blah

[asurrealist]

accidental haiku:

Does the system work
How good is U.S. health care
thirty seventh best

blah:

I'm building a fence
painted with doubt and distrust
for you to crash through

empty rooms hold ghosts
that wander into your mind
to haunt the hallways

maktub/dreams:

written in dreamspeak
on the pillows and bedsheets
i'll sleep in the sea

the ocean contains
a slow asphyxiation
looking for a home

the sea foam and salt
have come to a resting place
still within my lungs

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