beeeeep!

Once Again, No Friday Five, So...

Instead, a haiku.

My days are empty
No rhyme or reason I find
Without thoughts of you

I'm sure this breaks hundreds of haiku rules, but it's my first one, so tough. And don't ask me why. I either don't know or I won't tell you.

"All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling." - Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900)

click