Haiku for Adulthood: Blush Whine 1


My love is half bird

and half law. It’s up and up

and up, then over.



This crush, relentless.

I am like a cat and she’s

a laser pointer.



Your heart is a street

that has no sign, but still I

found you. I found you.



In therapy, I

talk to pillows about my

qualms with pillow talk.




Give me your deserts.

Here, a girl can wade without

ruining her good shoes.



Reflexively, my

arm extends. An offering,

or to defend?


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