Haikus 5.10.19

Posted on by John Everex

Slow

roots tear the concrete
rip apart the old blacktop
a slow eruption

Just

Presently we sit,
nursing an awkward silence.
You were just kidding.

Room

my blood runs colder
when he snaps his long fingers
silencing the room

Published by John Everex

A writer, reader and cautious optimist.

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