Haiku
an art lost to me. but not to others.....
five syllables, then seven, then five. three lines
thanks for your contributions. awaiting more.
king gone thrill dead stop
minion flown coop full stop what
fresh hell awaiteth?
the burden burned bright
before blurtata's blunder
brought blazes and blood.
chasing lola. I
chase lola, night, day, here, there
lola? Come, ho' bag
31 May, 2006
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