life is nothing how he expected it would be when he was young and living under the delusion that things could be controlled. nothing can be controlled. only endured.

• recursion, blake crouch

after receiving / the new year's well-wisher: / who the hell was that?!

• the penguin book of haiku, author unnamed

no need for alarm! / inevitably precedes / need for alarm

• the penguin book of haiku, gansui

my hometown: / however misted over / still grotesque

• the penguin book of haiku, issa

hitting rock bottom / everyone helps each other — / that's humanity

• the penguin book of haiku, nokōrō