haiku #10
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Flame Wheel
Grief drops, panic rises,
and I’ve got my deflection grin on.
How many topics would you
like these words to center?
Next
When I come back in the next life as a firefly,
at the pond you haunt when you fail to pass on,
I will show you how to blink in and out, in and out,
if you will tell me how not to let my soul be caged,
Company
1:39 in the morning,
ladybug on my windowsill—
Sharing the Trash Compactor
The man, whose phrase translates
to my grammar if not my custom,
reassures me literally,
Alphabet Ravine 