Category: haiku

don’t try to tell me
this hap­pens to every guy
(sur­prise, i’m on fire)

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i hope you don’t mind
that i’ve burst­ed into flame.
is burst­ed a word?

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doused in gasoline
under mag­ni­fy­ing glass
liv­ing on the edge

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cast off your shadow
shake off anonymity
spec­ta­cle of light

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“gotcha,” i declare.
“here’s the last thing you’d expect”
but the joke’s on me.

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death is permanent
from the ash­es, only ash
phoenix doesn’t rise

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crispy burn­ing flesh
boil­ing blood, burnt cartilage
i’m what’s for dinner

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sor­ry, everyone.
didn’t mean to spoil the mood.
momen­tary lapse.

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i am flammable.
well, at least, i used to be.
now i’m just burnt out.