“Empty and alone, dead mall of insomnia, vacant shells of gone”

“My cruel alarm mock, each tick a beating bass drum, laughing with each boom”

My brains on dial-up, my mind keeps pushing “enter”, to download some dreams.

A new Haiku every day
“Empty and alone, dead mall of insomnia, vacant shells of gone”

“My cruel alarm mock, each tick a beating bass drum, laughing with each boom”

My brains on dial-up, my mind keeps pushing “enter”, to download some dreams.
