in my dreams
i never finished
yesterdays haiku

with every turn
chilly air
gets under the blanket

green piercing eyes staring
at me, at night
bulb burning bright

a new beginning.
total distance: 25.5 km
trip distance: 36.4 km

car stuffed with
pale, blonde germans.
all looking lost

light shining through treetops
lets the falling leave
resemble a lightweight hornet

it's not that they
don't see you. for them
you truly do not exist

people i don't like
to see act like
i'm invisible

master of time:
twisting the truth
and feeding the sick

memories of the dead are mostly
kinder than memories of the living.
loss makes us forgiving and weak