I bite my lip and suck in as I run up the stairs to my apartment at 3Am .
I really don’t want to wake anybody.
But what I do want…..
I want to be a witty haiku poet.
and encompass entire ideas
In one vertical line of strict and rigid portrayal
(I mean 5 -7 -5 for the English speaking)
And write them on bathroom walls ( with flourish) in a gold paint pen
What I mean to say
Is this is my want tonight
Temporary style
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