Oh dear, post-midnight haikus

At Clarion South a few years ago, our weeks 1 & 2 tutor, Sean Williams, made us start our days by writing a haiku.

I thought I’d gotten over it after much therapy, but noooooooooooooooo.

After midnight last night, unable to sleep, I found myself posting mournful and terrible haikus to FB.

The day does not fly
But sits inert as a pile
Of long-dead corpses.

Followed by:

Poem brought to you
By haikus after midnight
Thus all shall suffer.

I blame you, Williams.  -.-

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