Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Month: November, 2017

11.26.17 dream haiku

Wrong party.
Strangers
dressed as my friends.

11.18.17 dream haiku

String of bad days since
Halloween; leftover peeps
all turned hard.

11.12.17 dream haiku

I pretend I’m bad
at frisbee, so you’ll
stand closer.

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