I am. Therefore I think. It is the suchness of life to do so.
I think. Therefore I write. It is the only way to make sense of it all; if only temporarily so.
I write. Therefore I am not read. It is suchness of authoring to be so.
Life is, after all, simply moving dust around.
One response to “NaPoWriMon ‘24 (Day 2) — Haiku”
Lovely haiku
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