Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Tag: absurd

5.5.18 dream haiku

We take our time
and eventually fit
through the mail slot.

4.7.18 dream haiku

His forecast: “No chance
of snow or humans

3.30.18 dream haiku

The same process
in all of my billions
of cells.

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