midnight, fast food place
the din of conversation
watching your mouth move
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conversation | love haiku poem
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8 comments:
very interesting and thought provoking short poems you have here. I'm used to the more longer, general forms so this was a fresh new read for me. :)
p.s. i added you to technorati... maybe you can do the same for me ? :)
love this - esp. when this happens in real life.
glad you liked it, jade. :)
glad you found the poems interesting, michael. :) would be happy to add you to technorati. :) but wait, which one was your site again??
found your site, michael. :) added it to my technorati favorites (come to think of it, i've been meaning to do that to my linked blogs). also got a friend to stumble it. :)
A mouth-moving piece!?:) Whatever that means!:) ... A good one.
glad you liked it, borut. :)
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