some older haiku

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spiteful beating heart
compelled to write its proof
waits for spring thaw

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wind between buildings
slipping through my fingers
the small of his back

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my thoughts are twisted
like morning glory vines, beautiful
but invasive

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skinny dipping on a dare
body turned electric
like an eel

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moving up, thinking down
in the middle lies my root
a willow tree

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wanting what I don't have
I miss the hummingbird
floating by my head

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constellations fold
the sky like origami
a stellar peace crane