- Gary Hunter
haiku - Nov. 22, 2022
it’s a simple thing
the sun warms the cold darkness
both ours and the world’s
it’s a simple thing
the sun warms the cold darkness
both ours and the world’s
the lady from the gas company put’s me on hold while I wait and wonder isn’t a moment supposed to be no more than two three maybe four beats of the heart? somewhere in the realm of easily countabl
don’t we dole out love like it’s liquor in a locked cabinet? give strangers a shot glass of something cheap if anything at all? while those in our inner circle get treated to the open bar 24/7 we mu
Hoping for a round number I looked around to steal or beg from the other 29 to build the pan and make just one more I know people and their sweet teeth and shortfalls of shortbread or chocolate chips