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About Elon's Nazi salute, I'll again post this video, which shows Elon's salute side by side with the salute as…
The only thing a beggar provides you with is a blessing/karma, which has no economic value, although I would still…
Well, clearly at least one does. God knows Musk doesn’t have to work another day in his life and hasn’t…
"People are afraid that if they give a beggar money they’ll use it to buy drugs or booze." Yep, people…
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Category Archives: Poetry
A Haiku For Friday, October 4th
The cold rain shivers.
I dart, indoors to indoors,
generous shelters.
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A Haiku For Friday, September 27th
God, it is so dark.
My throat closes like the night,
kaleidoscopic.
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A Haiku for Friday, September 20th
At five, the sky rusts.
My stride matches my husband’s,
a shared metronome.
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A Haiku for Friday, September 20th
At five, the sky rusts.
My stride matches my husband’s,
a shared metronome.
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A Haiku For Monday, September 16th
The sky is no clock.
My body wants to obey
its demand for sleep.
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A Haiku For Monday, September 9th
The sky is no clock.
My body wants to obey
its demand for sleep.
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A Haiku for Friday, September 6th
Afternoon, evening,
merge as the sky stops dancing,
parting from the clock.
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A Haiku For Wednesday, September 4th
Returning, the cold
breaks against the bedroom glass.
Wild-eyed, the cats watch.
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A Haiku For Thursday, August 22nd
In early dimness,
a quiet, unmoving sky
chills, waiting for dusk.
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A Haiku For Monday, August 19th
Dripping, drooping, weak.
The skin and the rain: both grey.
An unrestful sleep.
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When you're defending nazi salutes, you're telling me that you're a nazi.