Sta(lwa)rt

every day I jump
off the top of my head
in more than one way;
joggle the pebbles
of my stoic mind
to make room out of thin air
& breathe antiquities
towards the vacant sky —
to finally be
long gone.

In The City (Haiku)

today’s solid me
fades with each modernized step ~
how i long to breathe.

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