awake
I dream of being a butterfly
does he dream of me…
who cares
in the world of red dust?
(Note: Red dust is a Buddhist set-phrase for the world and its passions)
September/October 2010 issue of Sketchbook
A Room of My Own: Wind-Spun Petals Haiku
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wind-spun petals
*go back where you came from*
brayed down the block
