Revealing Rebecca S...

Haiku


Poor english pretend-haikus with too
many syllables.


There is no single size for a drop of
water.
No one walks in the aftermath
measuring the rain.


Here are my valleys, my rivers, my
lovers, my skies, my worlds.
Watch them, but do not touch.
Love me, but only in a museum.


Time arrives without a handbrake.
One second per second for every second
afterwards.
One day, we will learn to stop. Be
quantum. Be everywhere.