haiku! (gazundheit.)

waking in morning
the building is too silent
where is everyone?

rain outside is cold
i can feel it in here too
blanket covers legs

poetry stumbles
slips, tumbles, and falls below
gravity prevails

words are all i have
on some days it's just like this
what can i do now?

dreams hopes and desires
sitting at kitchen table
the pineapple is good

break out of this funk
it's here this morning for now
the day is long, though

it's not real haiku
but what are you gonna do?
i'm not japanese.

western thought patterns
on television displayed
for whole world to see

stupid cigarettes
i will quit you soon, you know.
won't ever look back

i'm feeling so real
i can make it thru today
then work this weekend

sounds, gestures and smiles
walking the loneliest mile
forgetting the past

it doesn't matter
my past is my past for sure
i can do this now

the future is here
at least the present moment
the past can't be saved

seven forty six
in the morning it now seems
where is my breakfast

fast on words alone
will that sustain me thru this?
my grey matter grows

'maters in morning
la lala la lala la
the water is nice

the moving pictures
and the still photos also
i latch onto them

hoping for a piece
of some kind of peace that's real
words are drying up