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Sunday Haiku: To the Unknown Summer



sundays, the weekdays
where does the difference lies here?
Forty-five degree




no matter the day
no matter the weeks and months;
distant memories




no sunday can heal
the heart, the separation,
buy a balm monday




sundays, saturdays
we lie about our freedom
livelihood's shackles




a/c looks down on
me, the moist, water cooling
the lowly living




will it be a sin
to think about you on sundays?
daily, i do too




it is precious, no
journeys and destination
would match the day's worth




what will it look like;
sundays, a thousand years hence:
freedom illusion?


A simple way to start a Sunday morning
Image Croissant Newspaper And Tea by Petr Kratochvil


in such a short span
in such ironical ways,
different days and ages




one sunday, we will
never see the words again
relive the words, days






ⓈⓊⓃⒹⒶⓎ ⓈⓊⓂⓂⒺⓇ ⒽⒶⒾⓀⓊ



"Even though we ride non-polluting bicycles to save mankind, we lock our bikes because we can't trust mankind."
- Anonymous


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