Haikuesday 09.16.14

September 16, 2014 Leave a comment

There’s a calm that comes

after explosive movements

in dance and fighting.

Let’s make a mistake.

September 15, 2014 Leave a comment

Let’s make a mistake together.

Patience, timing–I’m sure they work well,

but there’s a line.

There’s a line between patience and hesitance,

of adhering to protocol and letting chances pass.

I don’t want to do that.

I’d rather see how terribly it could unravel,

how well we could fake maturity

as we project casual acceptance

of how foolish we’ve behaved.

Why not?

Let’s make a mistake together,

and enjoy the spoils of our recklessness.

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Haikuesday 09.09.14

September 9, 2014 Leave a comment

I have a new goal:

Complete one handstand push-up.

And then I can die.



Haikuesday 09.02.14

September 2, 2014 Leave a comment

When I see death come,

it is without permission,

nor with dignity.

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One slip.

August 26, 2014 Leave a comment

It’s just three finger tips

two inches closer.

One slip,

and we touch.

We touch.

Sure, it means nothing.

Why should it?

We play too often,

and we pull back–

we jump back–

before someone gets hurt.

We like it that way.

But one slip,

and we touch.





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Haikuesday 08.26.14

August 26, 2014 1 comment

Finally, I’m alone.

I’ll have my own dance party

in my lion’s lair.


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Haikuesday 08.19.14

August 19, 2014 Leave a comment

Tuesday night with friends–
An unexpected surprise
And such a delight.


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