Area 575

An exploration in the Haiku style.

1.

Area code gone,

Ran away from it all now,

Couldn't keep lying.

2.

She whispered, "I'm so-"

"Sorry", couldn't let it come,

Come from a war zone.

3.

Winter has worn on,

Cracking lips, ice and down coats,

She wears dryness so.

4.

Walking under her,

Pressed against this hardening,

Cold, bright lights, ring cold.

5.

Seeing her with him,

So pathetically clear,

That's plainly frozen.

6.

She told him it all,

My guilt dry as her cold lips,

Whispered; "You're better."

7.

Winter has worn on,

Seeing my own flaws; canvased,

Come from a war zone.

8.

Her dry lisp; my hate,

Hatred, hated, all a loss,

Can't get her away.

9.

We're stuck from afar,

Lost in communal hate, now,

Used to be in love.

10.

"Used to be" he shrugs,

Ran away from it all now,

Couldn't keep drying.