on the quiet street 
over 8000 blood cells 
in every two inches

 listening to chief keef you eat vine leaves stuffed w rice

 the mustard company retweets you

giant squid 

becoming two lines 

his haiku

 as the train starts moving you have a veggie burger in your mouth

 winter drizzle the loneliness of train announcements

 at the tram terminal a frozen puddle

 in Korea they care about Will & Jada too!

remaining insects

in this november breeze

your hairline