Broken wings... talons torn,
The sky is close to heaven,
float, before the storm,
... Wait, that rhymes... and my haiku is now just a particularly lazy person's verse.
I miss those days when I could make these in seconds... and they were better ones, I think.
Now I can tell you the the names, electron configurations and magnetic properties of any metal you can think of! But I needed to check wikipedia to confirm the number of syllables in a haiku.I wonder what else I have lost, and more importantly, what else will I lose in the time that swiftly approaches?
Should I start talking in Iambic pentameter? Just to regulate the amount of crap I regurgitate?
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