In the layers of
haikus unfinished,
and between the lines
of poetic lies
is where I reside.
Tampering with rules -
and making my own
and making lame jokes
and glibly dancing -
syllabically
tampering with rules.
Cut Shakespeare in half,
toss out the rhyme scheme,
the historical,
wordy pertinence,
and you will get me.
Oh, yea, also add
poor punctuation.
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