A Haiku Story...

I don't know if I'm allowed to (mis)use Haiku to write whatever the heck I want, but who's judging?!?


Hey! Stop judging!

Cigars, highs and everything nice

I see clouds of smoke
Smooth leather, mahogany
A burning finger.


The expensive suits,
Thirteen cars and eight chauffeurs
Money can't buy love


Strawberries & cream
Tender lips and two warm hearts
Just a wistful dream


The scotch is over,
The seconds hand is too loud
I am all alone


The glass has fallen,
The clock has struck it's last hour
Befriending silence.

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