My First Attempt at Becoming at Haiku Artist: A Haikartist, as they say

1. Puffs of tickling grit

Prickle and pierce dusty eyes

Streams nourish dry cheeks.

2. Schoolyard haunted by

unraveled dreams, crushing my

empty heart to dust.

3. Faltering footsteps,

Breath quickens, shadows beckon,

Nobody is home.

4. Sallow flesh trembles

Bulging and bloating in bumps

That swell at Wind’s touch.

5. I close my eyes tight

Velvet shadows lap my lids

And swallow up stars.

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