Haiku Train

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Where the sun can't reach,
but look, the ferns are dancing—
we’re not alone here.
Didn’t Sappho say her guts clutched up like this?
[Aislynn, they/them]




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we’re not alone here.
the walls exhale with us, with
a heartbeat not mine.




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a heartbeat not mine;
the remains of what was not
ours to begin with
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]




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Ours to begin with?
the winner writes history
good guys always win




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Good guys always win
But the moral compass is
Going haywire
I like Gabber. I recommend that you should also listen to it.

beans




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Going haywire
fleas in the barn, fleeing
piles of golden grass.
she/her




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Piles of golden grass
turning to gold so swiftly,
why can't I be gold?




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why can’t i be gold?
everything i touch dulls fast;
dust in my own hands.




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dust in my own hands
desiccated desolate
desert dusk of mine




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Desert dusk of mine,
paint smoothly on my canvas---
brushstroke memories.
I was born to speak all mirth and no matter.




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brushstroke memories --
ghosts of hands caress your cheek;
a canvas, waiting.




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a canvas, waiting.
its frame hums with a tension
too soft to release.




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"too soft to release,
much too oppressive to stay."
"mom, please look at me."
like the stars chase the sun




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mom, please look at me---
and perhaps you'll recognize
who you should have been.
I was born to speak all mirth and no matter.




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Who you should have been --
a duck in the river dips
its beak in ripples.
she/her



The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices; to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicions can destroy. A thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own.
— Rod Serling, Twilight Zone