Haiku

A thousand times through
I see myself throwing that
Camera to the sea

Haiku

My sweet Lady friends
Got me drunk the night before
I had to go to work

Haiku

I bit off all my nails
Now they are rough and gross
And I hate my hands

Some would call it poetry........

I've been writing a Haiku poem everyday for the past 9 months or so.
I write them before I go to sleep,
In a leopard Print Book,
That I keep under my mattress.

I thought I'd write some on here sometimes.
Don't Judge me, I never said I did it well,
Just that I did it a lot.

sometimes my eyes leak
spontaneously at night
like tired sponges