Haibun 212

slow dancing under a meteor shower

memories are clickbait. those parts of us that we cling to within the hopeless terms of ‘reality’. when the incidental remains on the shelf too long true meanings are lost. ashes of the dead cat scattered at the outlet.

entropy

i drag the past to a pit

and beat the shit out of it

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