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I build castles
in the sky
of my mind,
tall & grandiose,
full of I-wills
& nothing-can-stop-mes
until I think,
& then I hear
the snickering clock,
staccato against
my imagination
like a hammer
rusting in the rain,
dust tosettle
with the clouds
that cover the birds #NRRTG
Colored by passion
Her wolf is a gentleman
Except when he’s not. #haiku #NRRTG #amwriting