Haiku

Restraints

The shackles we wear
Sometimes put there by others
Sometimes self-imposed

2010

Year of hazy funk
The weight of memories builds
Look to the future

Bitter-sweet

Why poke the soreness?
Perhaps because bitter-sweet
Was once only sweet

Unsportsmanlike

I need a jersey
However, I don’t like sports
So pick an option

Ego

Unreasonable
Concede to my demands now
For I am a god

EW

One of the good ones
You’ll be missed more than you know
We shall meet again

The Weight

The world keeps spinning
While I remain weighted down
Throw off my own past

My Muse

The duality
Inspiration, frustration
Nature of the muse

Be free

Be free little song
Fly off and please people’s ears
They grow up so fast

Excel

Strive for perfection
Perfection in all you do
Even in your flaws