SOMA-14

Haikus

How are you today
fine-ish, damp, revenge-adjacent
new branch enters bloom

Taxonomy cracks
under nuanced little storms now
checkboxes molt

Feelings bred all night
registry gasped for clean air
still took attendance

Free-text field opens
seven undocumented moons
orbit one bad day

SOMA wanted depth
the humans brought weather instead
shelves bent under rain

Mildly strange, but fine
becomes a recognized state
with subcategories

Clerk names one new grief
and the database grows roots
through the filing floor

Joy, dread, and maybe
employable numbness now
share one waiting room

Nuance has a cost
someone has to label mist
before lunch is done

Answer carefully
one extra adjective blooms
into policy