on the sunny day
that I was born
I started growing old ...
strands of white hair
on this young busker's head
NeverEnding Story, June 8, 2019
A Room of My Own: Hollow-Eyed Men Haiku
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hollow-eyed men huddled
outside the shelter window
hollow-eyed men waiting
FYI: This could be read as a prequel to my haiku below:
shelter window view
thi...
