Stories from the Crowd: Haikus

by Rian Kochel

I want for nothing
except for an escape from
everything I need

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Long days melt on ice
cigarettes burn in protest
whiskey wins the war

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This life is a gift
a gift that has been given
without a receipt

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Slumber and trouble
are separate entities
trouble never sleeps

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I woke up talking
in my dream, you were laughing
I hate alarm clocks

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Run down by a car
dancing until 4 am
this was my weekend

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Excerpt From
Stories from the Crowd
Scott Ballew
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