Written by, Jon B.
Seven haiku questions based on my recent USING dream
What’s so romantic
about confusion and haze?
Stupid’s DOPAMINE?
Allergic Stuffing
packed in with slo-mo chutzpah intensity glow?
Secret ego world
singular life sucking ruse
boosting while wasting?
Paved over dreamscapes
for dispensary charades
Lying to my soul?
Abandoned feelings
packed in a bowl smoked away
each day forgotten?
Minimal progress
for momentary “insight”
delusion triumph?
Doubled down on hits,
tokes of hopelessness grandeur devolving in cess?
