i’m taking my ball.
i’m not playing anymore.
overlooked too long.
Haikus
hold on
the last few inches.
where blood and sweat wash the earth.
hold on, hold on son.
hobble the goblin
trolls under the bridge
come out when the rain is hard.
bright sun burns their lies.
justice
the luck of so few
bullies the work of many.
waiting for just us.
wisherman
the slow rise from deep.
expanding bubbles of hope.
drowning in wishes.
open wide
open up to me
and i gaze in the abyss.
shards of bright diamonds.