Haiku 5-7-5

I crawl completely
outside my head every time
I decide to speak…

© Christopher Rupley 2017

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Haiku 5-7-5

I’m just too busy
medicating myself with
versions of the truth…

© Christopher Rupley 2017

Haiku 5-7-5

Your death means nothing
more than one less brazen pair
of obsolete eyes…

© Christopher Rupley 2017

Haiku 5-7-5

I can’t remember
whose died anymore, because
they are too many…

© Christopher Rupley 2017

Haiku 5-7-5

We’re just gonna grow
out of all the shit-seed, and
bad soil that’s around…

© Christopher Rupley 2017

Katauta

I need to be ripped
from reality, and thrown
into a dungeon of sleep…

© Christopher Rupley 2017

(This is a Katauta, and it stems from a group of Eastern forms of poetry called Waka. The syllable count is 5-7-7).

Haiku 5-7-5

Puzzling memories
growing like weeds overflow
drawers in my mind…

© Christopher Rupley 2017