- Gary Hunter
haiku - Oct. 27, 2020
with dozens of me’s
inside why am I happiest
when no one’s home?
with dozens of me’s
inside why am I happiest
when no one’s home?
with mask over endless facades leather outfit to cover soft tissue emotions and tough voice to hide a despairing character she plays Halloween and falls completely into the pretense of pretending play
for so long we’ve been spinning through independent heavens whistling through existence in unparalleled arcs that lack an orbit my moon has complained that your famous pull on my ocean of happiness ha
like everyone else I was gifted three companions at birth Past Present Future we started growing together then grew farther and farther apart two became too difficult to live with so I kept the mi