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longing haiku 1-8

the walls are too high
the windows just a tease when
i can’t reach inside

it’s too far too long
doomed to repeat play along
everything’s all wrong

shake it off again
the end hurts almost as much
as breaking the shell

i can’t get my head
around this gift of words you
just dropped in my lap

i want to tell you
all there is to know or could
it be anyone

you are my mirror
identically parallel
at least we’re honest

caught in the old web
of too much & not enough
it’s all new again

tom petty was wrong
the waiting is the best part
you get it, it falls