2024 - The Cracked Door

11/3/24 Haiku for the Day

Your culture won’t end
With an apocalypse but
Incremental change

Blast from the past:

People soon notice
Their social fabric crumbling.
The world just spins on.

There’s nothing for us,
And there’s nothing against us.
We’re here by default.

Blast from the past:

I can’t go on, I’ll
Go on, keeping going on,
Until I go on.

Exhausted, going
Through the motions of life like
I had energy

Blast from the past:

In the search for wonder
There are no endings
Only beginnings,
Eternal exhaustion

Trapped as a wraith,
Unable to express love
With the human world

Blast from the past:

The valley of death
Where shifting shadows might be
It’s only reprieve.

Happy Halloween

Standing here within
The dust cloud of our data-
Saturated world

Blast from the past:

Failure of elites
Paranoia for decline
Deep undercurrent

This world of yours
This world that you hold dear
Will become nothing

Blast from the past

Ancient remnants
Reminders that even our
Culture will collapse

In the late morning,
Covers cocoon her body,
A true sleepy head

Blast from the past:

The world will remain
Your oyster tomorrow for now
Just focus on sleep