Bad Habits

Everyone is hungry From birth to death We want And we consume In a continuous, vicious cycle -Kel Dayheart

Haiku #137

Old Eyes

The view grows dim As she ages What was once A beautiful, color-filled sight Is warped to a Gray fuzzy mess -Kel Dayheart

Accidental

Feeling the wheels Beneath me slip No longer controlled   Adrenaline pumping As I endeavor Not to panic   It does not work -Kel Dayheart

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