Observations

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A collection of haikus by §4Pyr0§3Byt3§0.

Wake, to simply sleep§0 §0With night,§0 §0 squandering night§0 §0 with§0 §0Sleep, simply to wake.

(This one's also a word-unit palindrome)§0 §0 §0The lone wolf wanders,§0 §0Long abandoned by§0 §0 his pack.§0 §0He cries to the moon.

I watch the kitten.§0 §0Those small feline§0 §0 eyes look back.§0 §0I'm conquered, I melt.

Typing in the dark;§0 §0The screen§0 §0 illuminates me,§0 §0As I sit alone.

The wandering stars,§0 §0Whom hold blackness§0 §0 and darkness§0 §0Forever reserved.

Sometimes I see you.§0 §0In my dreams,§0 §0 you seem so glad,§0 §0'Till you fade§0 §0 with dawn.

If one could fall out§0 §0As easily as one§0 §0 fell in,§0 §0"Love" would hurt§0 §0 no one.

He stares at the moon,§0 §0Hoping that§0 §0 somewhere out§0 §0 there,§0 §0She stares at it too.

The streetlights§0 §0 blur by,§0 §0Leaving fluorescent§0 §0 islands§0 §0On the road behind.

Drops fall, one...§0 §0 two... three...§0 §0The windshield§0 §0 becomes opaque,§0 §0Beneath water's veil.

We suffer trying§0 §0To prolong our§0 §0 empty lives,§0 §0Just to suffer more.

Out of the dark:§0 §0 "Click!"§0 §0As he turns the§0 §0 lock's tumbler,§0 §0The thief wears§0 §0 a grin.

My feet leave the§0 §0 ledge,§0 §0And reserved for§0 §0 the pavement:§0 §0My concluding kiss.

So many pennies§0 §0Lie lonely on§0 §0 the sidewalk,§0 §0Worth nobody's time.

That big red button,§0 §0The amount of lives§0 §0 that rest§0 §0Under cheap plastic.

He liked her; she, him.§0 §0But they'd prefer§0 §0 loneliness§0 §0Over rejection.

The sheer jittering§0 §0From my beloved§0 §0 caffeine§0 §0Lets me drink§0 §0 no more.

He's not desperate...§0 §0Just in a relationship§0 §0With her§0 §0 phone's voicemail.

Her bites are§0 §0 love notes,§0 §0Expressed not§0 §0 through scant§0 §0 paper,§0 §0But through flesh§0 §0 itself.

I fear the mirror.§0 §0Who's to say the§0 §0 other side§0 §0Really corresponds?

That piece of metal§0 §0Suffocates his§0 §0 ring finger§0 §0As it does his life.

"Sharing is caring",§0 §0But it's pronounced§0 §0 "piracy"§0 §0On the Internet.

I stare at the page.§0 §0It stares back,§0 §0 expressionless;§0 §0Empty, like my mind.

Close, never touching.§0 §0It is but an asymptote,§0 §0Their relationship.

How grim it must be,§0 §0Knowing with a§0 §0 scalpel's slip,§0 §0Slips the patient's§0 §0 life.

The one thing I hate§0 §0More than a§0 §0 tedious task§0 §0Is repeating it.

Those tetrominoes,§0 §0Possessing me whilst§0 §0 in wake,§0 §0Haunting me in sleep.

"Terms & Conditions":§0 §0No Idea what it means,§0 §0But I still agree.

When I've forgotten,§0 §0There's just§0 §0 hopelessness§0 §0 in ink§0 §0Smeared across§0 §0 my palm.

Whilst inflicting pain,§0 §0No blade's edge can§0 §0 be sharper§0 §0Than that of paper.

Why do lies cause§0 §0 shock?§0 §0The word "lie" would§0 §0 not exist§0 §0If all said were true.

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