I owe quite a bit of blog material to Tara, aka Airstream Diva. Her periodic haiku entries never fail to delight me, and I’ve been itching to write a few of my own. In my efforts to mine my experiences for writing and creative material, I’ve thought recently about starting a dream journal. Too bad I am so uselessly mindless in the mornings or upon waking suddenly in the middle of the night to write anything down before it disappears into the boring reality of daylight.
Nevertheless, I can recollect fragments of several recurring dreams, as well as bits of a dream I had just before waking (again) this morning. Enough material for haiku!
So I give you today’s Cup. Three cups, actually. More zip in your day.
riding on my bike
the freeway was a poor choice
crap, missed my exit
what’s my line again?
I should have fucking practiced
shit, now it’s improv
sitting by myself
yet surrounded by many
city life is queer
[haiku no. 2 edited post-post to better approximate the feelings conjured in my dreams]
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