
Wherever you are,
Which corner of this vast world,
You are who you are
Blast from the Past:
Racing down the street,
The New Yorker’s busyness
Consumes his self-worth.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Wherever you are,
Which corner of this vast world,
You are who you are
Blast from the Past:
Racing down the street,
The New Yorker’s busyness
Consumes his self-worth.

Stroll about the end
Nothing searched for can be found
Hush of stagnant skies
Blast from the Past:
The end of the world
Is the moment when there’s no
New stories to tell

Our schools of knowledge
Are but little huts we built
To hold ourselves in
Blast from the Past:
People who lose their
Wonder about the world join
Academia.

Days and days go by
Rejected being understood
Infernal rivers
Blast from the Past:
Never listen to
Flowers, their fragility
Masks their sarcasm.

An Ode to Philosophers:
The more they pondered
An issue, the sillier
Their solutions got.
Blast from the Past:
It’s complexities
Upon more complexity,
A complex complex

I resume the course
Of my existence. I’m free
From having to feel.
Blast from the Past:
I never felt more
Free than when I discarded
Your purpose for me.

Into the exit
Where the last hope for our world
Turns into nothing
Blast from the Past:
Our lives seem big now,
But in time, the world’ll forget
Our existences.