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A series of haiku lamenting my struggle to write

Callum Watson
Nov 2 · 1 min read

An eight hour sentence

Its fluorescent emptiness

My cage of despair

Breathless addiction

Sharp numbness scorching my skin

Ink on my face

Uncaged afflatus

Liberated desire

Excuses unshackled

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Callum Watson

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I provide sardonic commentary and share my ill-considered opinion on the world.

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