Thursday, November 12, 2015

My friends say it better

I sent you flowers
but they'll arrive all wilted-
is our love like this?

Most gifts turn to trash;
people don't like what they get
and give what they want.

Checking my email
every ten minutes or so
I'm unpopular.

Do you wonder why,
though the world is full of peace,
the news is all war?

With such conviction
we profess the opinions
we stole from others.

Nothing is wrong with you,
yet your insecurity
grants you great problems.

I get the feeling
our parents knew each other
and had these same talks.

Don't hold on to tight;
all you love and give away
is yours forever!

Moving so slowly
with tender flesh on coarse ground,
snails feel everything.

With money you've changed:
you stopped fighting for freedom
once you could buy it.

I consume petrol,
meat, plastic bags and leather
time trumps my morals.

Where's integrity
when everybody's going
past the speed limit?

all words above from "This is not HAIKU" by Brian Dolphin (since friends say it better, and you are my friend).

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