Haiku In Orange Ink You think that I'm here. I think that I'm somewhere else. We may both be wrong. You think that I'm me. I think that I'm someone else. We may both be right. Asphyxiation. A subtle cause of distress. I wish I could breathe. Impenetrable. The blackness when you're not here. I wish I could see. Sadness resounding. I'm lonely here by myself. I wish you'd come back. Brandon Sumner