Broken Bottle. A Haiku Trilogy

Blur

Your vision blurred
Atonement dressed in black
Alcohol prevails

Used

The empty bottle
Your eye peers at the bottom
All the lonely dregs

After

Drunken slumbering
Nothing but spirit-soakedĀ 
More dreams of limbo

 

Ah, haiku. My favourite 5/7/5 syllable verse form. Back to writing in threes, which seems to flow naturally for me.

There was a time when I used to drink a lot. I don’t drink anymore. And I’m better for it.

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