the direction that//my mind follows every night//before i slumber
Nothing great happens
to me anymore, so I'll
haiku forever:
The 4th of July
gave me boys, boys, and more boys.
My mojo is back!
Too much to drink but
I got to make out with one!
He called. 5 A. M.
but not again cuz
i called him back hungover
(foolishly still drunk.)
Another boy swings
by my place of work to say
"hi. let's hang out." YAY!
Unfortunately
I consider past boyfriends
and find common traits.
Nothing else needs to
be covered other than that
my hair got colored.
to me anymore, so I'll
haiku forever:
The 4th of July
gave me boys, boys, and more boys.
My mojo is back!
Too much to drink but
I got to make out with one!
He called. 5 A. M.
but not again cuz
i called him back hungover
(foolishly still drunk.)
Another boy swings
by my place of work to say
"hi. let's hang out." YAY!
Unfortunately
I consider past boyfriends
and find common traits.
Nothing else needs to
be covered other than that
my hair got colored.