Haikai during Argos Training

Brenda discovered a new game during our training session. Three-line stanzas were written by me, and the two-line stanzas were written by her.

While sun sets on
hazy streets, chill clouds rise
over wearied monitors.

Fireflies wink softly
as faces reflect harsh light

of gridded sheets that cover
but provide no warmth
or comforting cells.

Numbers dance and blur
as I fall into daydreams of you.

Flying toasters
stream across my closed eyes
while a Harvest Moon takes flight.

Whales swim in a sea of tulips
and dance across the sky,
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