no more to follow shapes hallow. 2 paths
undiscovered my willy-nilly all goes.
running to unbattered patches, sight now
in-tow. not much time to decide specifics.
wondering when karma’s planning its visit.
if ever. fine. depend on Self. mocha
plumes talking to me like squirmy student.
morning verses, perfect herds. just forgot
what i learned. blame first. logic last. mind
still twined in nine dry vines. lost for weeks
till the cost is tweaked. hate the clock, its creaks.
stare at sea rocks, in threes. measure my patience
in degrees. if i continue in my haikus, I might lose.
oval, hexagon; gone in songs, forced. retake course.
sequestered so i won’t be by judges pestered. re
write following measures so my balance breathes