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Robert, ne sait plus
Quoi faire, il espère que le
Son de la langueSe digère comme une
Plante commestible qui se perd
Dans l’intestin grèlei had a crazy haiku thread kind of night at work so here are it’s results, as such, but the words are in my notebook, this thread, whoever started it, i could look, i think it was MattMan or Halfman, it’s so confusing, but i am afraid to move the mouse as it is on the same object as my notbook, mini as such, pocket to say, coma boy today, but buabbaling in fear that my notbook set perfectly to mark the four pages holding the circa being there are four on page one that i’m starring at but who knows how many i fit on the other pages, being 5 7 5 it should be same, but i know i used a page with other hiaku on it, but anyway, no mouse movement while the notebook is on the bongo drum makeshift mouse pad island, which isn’t very sturdy, it had previously been a coffee table, but that was even crazier, drum radius being the approxiamate legnth of my uni-ball micro pens, but they are the book markers sotosay, back to the hiakus, in chronolgial order, yet backwards by position in my notebook which never goes according to time or rather date, but enough maddness…
adding now seems write
always moment specific
life seems to be nowcherry cola here
want coffee but over there
wet floor soon to drybonus conentary; i just edited "seperates" to "soon to dry", in hopes to express my reason for not getting a fresh cup of coffee to replace my cherry cola which was actually a late replacement for my normal sprite fix after coffee tastes too much around 3 am or so, but i was scared to edit it in nmy notebook as my markers were pens and the top weight was my cell phone, only phone actually, but i pulled out a pen marking the final page of poems and replaced it, leaving cap to mark place while editing, with only the phone falling to the carpeteed floor which wasn’t as bad as the fall it took last weekend, again another story, another time, i can’t believe i have a phone, i wanted to be like a ghost, now i’m a citizen, about to pay taxes even soon, maybe i should change my name, back at the chicken shack…
two loves lost so far
twice gave in but never win
want lemonheads backquestion sense or cents
how did scents get forgotten
i like qualitypressure refresher
close but no cigar so far
apart from love, smileslonely but happy
rockin’ out oh so sappy
where is that darn pageneed to read the news
words easily number one
rest is just for funhip hop half price shop
vinyl in bins, books like sins
making out real cheapdub a you dee fore
tee left out, syllable count
issues? need tissuereciever saver
more than a fan become eye
if fixes walkmanminor coffee spill
most cleaned up, new cup to fill
be more careful, nowdo you like music?
best part of the night before
holidaze lost mazesecond edit, easy since last page, second to last unit, second line first syllable, rather word, but i actually took the time to look up syllable in my favorite dictionary, the first word was actually "be", not "best", i remember gietting a costomer during this verse and that might have played in the slip up, but i think i rushed though it before i went to the regestier, probably heard the bell after be then looked at the moniter,, finished quick and got to work, but anyway these hiakus represent work done one night at work about mostly that night and the previous night being valentines day which was fun. I wore black to be morbid and felt funny for doing it knowingly and even telling that to a girl, good times, oh the last poem is only one line right now but i’ll try to finish it as reporting
water don’t bother
time to sleep not much longer
wake early day nowgood night, day, morning, evening, time
man, oh man, just found another page from last night…
sorry for the insanity
i miss my sprite fix
wish i was cool and got chicks
fall asleep at feetThelonious Monk
get me through this dull work day
favorite box setgod on my shoulder
mind lost or refund full cost
hopes never on ropesturned it up so loud
can hear it in my sad soul
round midnight solothis page occured somewhere in the middle, early though being i listened to my three disc columbia years Thelonious Monk box set first half of my shift and it is referenced quite a bit here.
out again
likeaghost
I really have to learn how to become immune to french!
I’m sure you’re making fun of me in the most spectacular way, but I’m still hooked
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