Haiku

A gathering place
for our souls to intertwine
and talk, talk, listen.

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No cloak

When they tell you to be invisible,
poke them in the eye.
When they tell your story doesn’t make sense,
tell them they are too stupid to understand anyway.
When they rent a dick flick,
stand in front of the television and make wild
moves.
I don’t have a cloak to make myself disappear.
And neither do they.
So there.

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