Hay(na)ku
Revel
enjoy oneself in a lively and noisy way, especially with drinking and dancing
Normal every day, birds
Tweet and twirl in their air dance
Able now to breathe
Rivet
hold (someone or something) fast so as to make them incapable of movement
While we stop breathing
Dying inside, lonely with
Nights of black and blue
Ritual
a series of actions or type of behavior regularly and invariably followed by someone
The moon is brightest
When silver is unpolished
And we’re not ready
Rebel
show or feel repugnance for or resistance to something
I should be grateful
That I am still able to
And of course, I am
Also
knocked off my rhythm
choked, useless, powerless
depressed.
And on a totally different note,
Anniversary reveal
Let us not sit down
Today for this cup of tea
I do not drink tea.
One Monday night on a 6th of September
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