Haiku #788

788.

The ad then stated:
‘Even more reality’;
Impossibly so.

Haiku #787

787.

Floating hopelessly
Through space, what new equations
Have the voids replaced.

Haiku #786

786.

Memory’s a knot,
Tightly I tied it myself;
Concrete slowing feet.

Haiku #785

785.

Moreso I was made,
Meditating on beauty
For you, and only.

Haiku #784

784.

Neither forgiveness
Nor redemption will be found
In these lithium wells.

Haiku #783

783.

Synergies between
Cold air and dependent me;
Please fool me again.

Haiku #782

782.

The irreligious
Consumer cannot forgive,
But only forget.

Haiku #781

781.

In the app, I reached
Enlightenment, which only cost
Four gold coins a month.

Haiku #780

780.

Trees with sequin leaves;
Glittering, confetti snow;
Icicles for teeth.

Haiku #779

779.

‘Product may not match
Description in the advert’.
Subtext, would I buy?