November 19 (Refusing to believe)
by Melissa Allen
a word of it
I keep writing these haiku lately that want to be four lines. That’s new. What’s the deal with that? There must be something wrong with me. Can’t I do anything right? What kind of sorry future do I have ahead of me?
(Oops, sorry, existential crisis overflowing onto haiku blog. Will go clean up the mess and be back later.)