Haibun 46

faceless killers

we never see them coming. they are the unseen merchants of the death of good ideas. those critics that live in your brain. you cant get rid of them. they are you. they dont think like you do and they detest your wild mind. you can with some work push them away. at least for a short time.

with no remorse
i make myself disappear
into a poem


Most likely will never be ‘published’!

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