Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Three Haikus (Go)

I drift without aim;
confused impulses take arms;
I amuse myself.

Old ties rekindled,
I revel in happy times.
Memory is kind.

Restless spirits walk;
I look at them absently.
Their faces are mine.
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