Haikus 8.11.19

Language

her pitch is subtle
tickling local dialect
subverting language

Worn

dealing with the day
leaves me worn near-transparent
and hung out to dry

Precious

precious, those times hide
slipping from a question’s grasp
to cosset reason

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