waters are rising
cresting our overwrought necks
straining for succour
haiku
an eye to the end
before fools set in
let nectar run from your chin
and banish regret
chance encounters
out of the first fire
unplanned convergences breed
we are stochastic
we are?
undefinable
me undefinable you
as tide driven sand
the dark past
no matter the sun
a shadow will fall which must
be kept close at heart
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dark tendrils wormed in
lauded, their fetid breath drowns
rays of civil light
plenty
‘I’m happy’ she said
eyes musing her meagre life
‘we’re here with the stars’
proxima b
our collective hum
a trace in the cold dark depths
may yet speak volumes
deafened to silence
we no longer hear
the fox’s step, the owl’s ruffle
walled off as we are
and so to other planets
shearwater circles
bleached corals crying below
the wind must keep him