Month: October, 2016

cry for help via haiku

i think i write well
only when i want to die.
please help me change that.



The well of joyous mystery is you;
Far from the world;
as obscure as it gets.
I do not believe in coincidence
because I know that my being here is inevitable.
I will fearlessly dive into you,
well of joyous mystery,
and I will drown myself in the excitement of your vagueness,
uncertainty, and anonymity.
Nobody will find us soon,
I will be here with you,
until my my body is like that of prunes.