I'm just the messenger
you're no angel either
he kept repeating yes of
disagreableness I go
life shocks and struts
lifetime I intend to haiku
you today there are two
new sprouts on the
what's-it-called plant
time to turn the blinds
so at least one room stays
warm all morning long
read Gogol again
for the music and Kublai
for O that deep romantic chasm.
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