Kailey's Random Haiku Collection
I collect playbills
and rarely view them again.
Materialism?
Snow lands on my glove
yet I feel the sensation
on my fingers. Why?
Good behavior is
up to interpretation
so why are there rules?
Does anyone else
have a fear of needles and
the slicing of skin?
Interpretation
can be good, can be bad
but cannot be wrong.
True love may be real
or just psychological.
Who cares, I want it.
Birds on power lines;
some electrocute and die.
Am I one of those?
Are dreams meaningful?
Do they predict the future?
Are we all psychic?
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