Haiku
Torn old diary
Thrown hotly into the bin
Tells of broken love
The old diary
Modest amongst bigger books
Keeps my many dreams
Brown old diary
Coldly exposes my sappiness
Leaves me mortified
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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