tres haiku

sinus

drowsy, bland, labored

loud breathing heard by strangers,

wellness pulls away.

 

good bye

body enemy,

my hateful hands kill myself.

my heart stutters stop.

 

whatever

woozy wishes wane.

waiting wastes. wonder waxes.

what will work? winning?

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