I woke up from a dream and there were haiku trailings in part of my brain. I thought it was good at the time but later realized it wasn’t so good.

It was in the previous post but I have deleted it now. I have kept the old post with its title out of respect.

Now a new haiku has appeared and I share it on the Design Argument.

It is as follows:

Old haiku expunged
No more will I laugh at it
These bones are fragile