i need an echo, not your praise

[ganymead]

I wrote a haiku about sleep;

I quite like sleeping
But getting to sleep sucks balls
I fucking hate this
"But where are the illusions to the seasons!" you cry? Well basically, considering I wrote this beauty at the fabled time of 4am, "out the window and far away" are where the season illusions are. They've gathered in a pub to have a little

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[mirroredsparrow]

Simple haikus win
Haiku critics are buttholes
The biggest ones here

wow that was exhausting
those seasons really do need to have a good drink
since all those goddamn poets blaming winter for their dead wife
i mean really
rude

[ganymead]

(I swear I've opened this thing about five times now to reply and just... haven't. Yet. Sixth time lucky?)

well done dearum
(although yes they do seem to be rather exhausting!)
seasons already get enough flack for not pulling their weight; especially here in the land of Zealand's New. Perhaps that's their subtle way of pissing all over us, though; just bleeding together enough for us to even forget what is supposed to happen.
(I feel like I'm losing track of this reply already and therefore I apologise)
maybe seasons should start blaming poets for their dead
er
nightlives
v rude indeed

[mirroredsparrow]

(LJ is having none of your social niceties today.)

th..ank?
(syllabry is easier in Japanese than English I think? The 5, 7, 5 makes more sense. Pretty sure there's another form too but I didnt pay attention. 'Least it's not iambic pentameters? or didactic for that matter)
They got so sick of us blaming them for everything they just upended the narrative and crashed down with HURRICANE WIND in the BRIGHT SUNSHINE with NOT A FUCKIN CLOUD TO SHADE YOURSELF
(it's okay it;s just kind of gone haywire, least with Lj replies you don't have to worry about where the bloody comments are and everything.)
what if they already have
what if
rude ass hoes