Ben's Haiku

Thu, 30 Jun 2005

Still Thinking about Her
A speck of anger
at her, and behind it there's
a log, a forest.

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Country Roads
I'd think country roads
would cease to exist when they're
deserted at night.

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Tue, 28 Jun 2005

Social Graces
Hunger gnaws at me,
and everyone eats their food,
offering me none.

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Sun, 26 Jun 2005

Headache
The headache settles--
dull, in the back of my head,
as a heavy weight.

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Sat, 25 Jun 2005

Eclairs
Machine-made eclairs--
their sweetness is pure and bland
and it strikes at once.

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Thu, 23 Jun 2005

Catching the Bus
The three teenagers
run long and hard to catch an
infrequent night bus.

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North Station
A wide open space
in the midst of the city--
sky above pavement.

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Wed, 22 Jun 2005

Human Odor
Rich, pungent, and sour,
the smell of human odor
in the hot summer.

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Tue, 21 Jun 2005

Cleaning
A square foot of dust--
for the first time in a year,
sweeping the wood floor.

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Mon, 20 Jun 2005

My Family Home
My family home--
relaxed, everyone happy--
a change, a wonder.

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Sun, 19 Jun 2005

Adjusting
Sometimes my body
stops ruing the cold, instead
rejoicing in it.

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Sat, 18 Jun 2005

Fireflies
The fireflies flicker
on, off, dancing with the dark
and with each other.

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Country Road at Night
The streetlight's straight light
catches the curves and texture
of the country road.

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Fri, 17 Jun 2005

Upset Stomach
My stomach decides
not to throw up, despite that
it sort of wants to.

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Thu, 16 Jun 2005

Cityscape
The low rain clouds glow
yellow, darkening the dead
buildings that lit them.

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Squirrel IV
No more squirrel corpse--
only a tuft of fur, an
outline in the mud.

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Wed, 15 Jun 2005

Not the Fonz
Nervously smoking,
the fellow in the hip clothes
tries hard to look cool.

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Tue, 14 Jun 2005

Long Telephone Calls
Long telephone calls.
My cell phone gets hotter than
the summer air's heat.

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Hard for Her
I have to admit
it feels better knowing it's
hard for her as well.

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Mon, 13 Jun 2005

A Few Sprinkles
It teasingly rains
a few sprinkles--no downpour;
it is still humid.

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What I Noticed
Her vivid green eyes,
her dark tight curly hair, and
her many freckles.

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Squirrel III
Now the dead squirrel
has holes eaten in his chest--
grey fur, black nothing.

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Sun, 12 Jun 2005

Ambient Noise
The fans are turned off.
The slowly spreading silence
is kind, relaxing.

written at the marriage of
Adriana Scarth and Alexander Leymann

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Humidity
The air is solid,
its humid weight slowing
all except the cars.

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Driving Fast
Alone driving fast,
windows open, gas burning--
a beautiful thing.

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Sat, 11 Jun 2005

Autopilot
A sea of thoughts with
no awareness for driving--
on autopilot.

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Fri, 10 Jun 2005

Squirrel II
The same dead squirrel
on the city street, now his
fur matted by rain.

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Wed, 08 Jun 2005

Fool Me Once
Put my money down
then asking basic questions.
I should know better.

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Tears II
The hot tears spring forth,
grow cold down the cheeks and then
hang on my jaw line.

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Squirrel
Squirrel on the road,
upside down, dead, mouth agape,
one paw curving in.

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Mon, 06 Jun 2005

Heat II
The heat pushes down
on our shoulders, necks, chests, and
the lids of our eyes.

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Sun, 05 Jun 2005

Sunset IX
Green has no business
in the sunset. There! It hides
by yellow and blue.

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Sunset VIII
How long has it been
since I last watched the sun set?
Too long, oh, too long.

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Sat, 04 Jun 2005

Saturday Morning
Saturday sun shines,
birds mutter arhythmically
I am in bed, tired.

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City Infrastructure
Fifty or so cars
on a bridge above. Below,
people blindly trust.

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Out of the Tunnel
Out of the tunnel
the summer day streams in through
the train's wide window.

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Fri, 03 Jun 2005

Old Friend
Seeing an old friend:
surveying the lost dreams with
grim satisfaction.

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Thu, 02 Jun 2005

Long-Awaited
All else is on hold
I'm focused on completing
long-awaited tasks.

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Wed, 01 Jun 2005

Stretch
The creaking stretching--
2am, a quiet road--
the long car trip done.

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