Poetry | Haiku

Dry Season

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Two seasons: both hot —
One dry, one rain-soaked. Stock up!
Hurricanes coming.

Eyeball-munching, glass-
Pooping beetles! Dry eye and
Imagination. :(

Acned teens daydream
Of a day old women dread —
For skin, smooth and dry.

Parched and potted soil —
Dried, shriveled roots — leaves yellowed.
Pale. Lifeless. Compost.

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust. Hopes all dry up…
Till new life springs forth.

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