Apr 01, 2012
Late Night Haiku XLI
By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 5:58 AM
CXV. Silence prowls around
Bushes below my window.
Claws scratch quietly.
CXVII. Oh, cruel time! Tick, tock.
Time erodes when it could build —
A hole, but not whole.
CXVIII. Old friend, so much time
Has passed through the rugged chasm.
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