sWell (shakewell) wrote,
sWell
shakewell

haiku blues

they tell me it will
all blow over but i'm still
waiting for the last
breeze to roll through here
decayed ruins of friendship
crumble into dust
leaving treacherous
mountains to block in their stead
once links to outside
now walls to keep out
only words surpass the peaks
tangled, distorted
they fall before receipt
leeward of the boundaries
leaving me cut off

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