Haiku with Ta


The air smells good here
Parting over tupperware
Street lights change to green


Over I write on
don’t discard it draw and write
Whispering away


Watching trains with a drink
Wait! You can’t get thrown out
Meet you there or later


Sitting in his hole
You like dubstep and hip hop
’got any juice?

[make up]

it’s lips or eyes
dot green dot gold to slide
hide in plain sight


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