Saturday, August 20, 2011

When each thing you do
turns out to be the wrong choice,
then nothing is left.



Somebody asked me for a haiku. Tonight, this all I have. There you go.


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2 comments:

Bob said...

I've never been asked for a haiku, not even a limerick.

August 20, 2011 at 4:58 AM
Carteach said...

Bob, count that as a feature, not a bug.

August 20, 2011 at 8:28 AM

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