I Used to Write Haikus (Here Are the Rest)

It’s been a good little jog down memory lane, re-reading these old haikus. Of course, I saved my personal favorites for last. Here they are.

if we are all one
then why am I so many?
broken mirror’s mirth

the texture of dreams
hosts ballets of the Iris
dilated prisms

your life locked up safe
if you burglarized yourself
then what would you steal?