Written in the Stars

It's strange to think of myself as my age. Might as well judge a book by the back page.

I'm happy to check driving a scissor lift off of my bucket list. #haiku

What am I now but the semblance of strong when asking myself how I can truly belong?

Attacking me's half his online activity -- should I be flattered? #haiku

What to do? I dream altered memories of my present future's past. #haiku

Yes, it is blue and there is an S, but it's not even close to right. #haiku

Fear bitter machines, not the broken-hearted ones who are just depressed. #haiku

If I weren't such a pinhead, I'd know which part of the pin is the head. #haiku

Time makes no difference except arbitrarily or with an h-y. #haiku

What's that churning sound? A brain turning to butter. Wait, is that my brain? #haiku

From now on, call me the bad news quesadilla with a dill, no dee. #haiku

Is tick this tick a tick larm tick clock ding hai ku ding ring ding ing? #haiku

Almost seventeen and an important one on August seventeenth. #haiku

The left one's sad and the right one's happy on my re-emote control. #haiku

Tonsil hockey is a hard game to play with just half the equipment. #haiku