Haiku Log - Daily Life, Reduced

Drilling machines toss
Dust and debris up from walls
And the shreds of peace.

Beef stewing for lunch

Mistook the box for curry

Oh well I’ll eat it

July, you’re here now. The summer sun and dog days The year quickly fades

Assembling mixtapes
Tonight the dogs do not bark
The bats wander blind

Stranger, take your place

Not at the top of my mind

That spot is reserved

Over four long days

Fingertips pounded senseless

Fifteen thousand words