Haikus 21.9.19

Spot

heading toward us
scraping the infinite blue
we spot the contrails

Extreme

He now seeks extremes;
the perfect suburban life
not what he wanted.

Rumour

a pointed silence
the rumour of your passing
in averted eyes

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