so alike
the feelings each time
we beat Carlton
close finish
my beard
can’t get any whiter
clear night
the star of the show
the star of the show
dwindling lead our philosophies emerge
palpitations
her hand
on my chest
dead branches . . .
by some miracle
we hang on
without a favourite team
the Uber driver sings along
to ‘Pendlebury’
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About rob scott
Rob Scott (aka Haiku Bob) is a peripatetic haiku poet who calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.
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