31st
December 2024
Tomorrow is
haiku day
The first
day of the new year
I feel
overburdened by this long year
It was ok
But tiring
without enough spiritual refreshment
How loneliness
drains us
& warps
us
A year
without love
Is a bleak
expanse
Not enough cuddling
& canoodling, in fact none
Not enough
dance
Fate has
conspired to make me a monk
Not my
choice, trust me
But a sign
of the times
I just want
a New Year’s kiss
No I don’t
I want a New Year’s fuck
It does good
things to the brain
As we enter
into the Kingdom of God
Published
& Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.
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