Haiku Experiment

Cold apprehension,
A hot sizzle-like encounter,
makes me smile.

Breathing deep pitchers
of air, it will be right
this time, let’s see…

Blinding white-light anticipation,
The child I once was, enthralled,
And for what?

At untidy speed,
Rushing like water, I
know it will come to soon.

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