Settlers of the sexual frontier:
the warfires call you home
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An ocean away,
Islands crumble, atoms crack:
Spring starts unaware.
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Tight jeans and oxblood
boots stand cross legged
in the blue sun.
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A haiku is not
a sentence broken by sounds:
it is a no thing.
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