It’s that time of the year again: the semester’s end, where the days consist of more schoolwork than sleep, the nerds run for cover, and the all-nighters begin. I call it Haiku Season – cause seventeen syllables is about all I’ve got brainpower for. Continue reading Haiku for the Braindead
Finally. The end of the the week has arrived – and with it the rest of my exhausted poetry.
IV.
All I want is to
Go to sleep without dreaming
Can you tell I’m tired?
All I want is to
Sleep until the semester ends
Can you tell I’m tired?
All I want is to
Wake up once all the work is done
Can you tell I’m tired?
M.
Dec 8/15
III.
Cooking Pasta for
Dinner at four past nine PM
Can you tell I’m tired?
Thank you God that I
Bought readymade pasta sauce
Can you tell I’m tired?
Now the food is done
But my appetite is gone
Can you tell I’m tired?
M.
Dec 8/15
After publishing those three haikus yesterday, I ended up writing more… enjoy Part 2 of my tired ramblings. Part 1 can be found here. Part 3 and 4 are set to roll out over the next few days.
II.
Today I drew a
Two-friggen-hour drawing
Can you tell I’m tired?
Still have charcoal smudged
All over my half-washed hands
Can you tell I’m tired?
But I won’t bother
Taking a shower tonight
Can you tell I’m tired?
M.
Dec 8/15
I can only hear
the ocean within this shell
if my mind lets me
M.
Sep /15, black and white conte on grey paper
