You gotta love the Japs for being economical when it comes to the art of expression. I wrote these haikus during James Kuake's classes at Help:
He stands at the front
Time is a lost memory
But I am still here.
Alcohol evaporates
My throat dry, the taste of sandpaper
This is what Monday is like.
I am an automaton
Try to see, without your eyes blinking
This day, has been done before.
Cute freshies
I should graduate
But not yet.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
6 comments:
hello~ mira's friend here. just checkin out your blog coz she had you in her blog links. wanted to drop by a "hi" on your shoutbox but since it's nonexistent, this'll do. anyways, yeah. hi! nice haiku, by the way ^___^
Cheers. It's amazing what boredom can elicit...
fucker. i swear some of those were mine.
No, mate, the haikus all mine. How can you tell? Coz your ones are way more artsy-fartsy.
where did mine go?
They're in the Flyer. Can't remember which issue though, ask Shukreen.
Post a Comment