Not first

This is meta-gunsaku. Gathering haiku verses so that each can stand on its own with no particular first verse or order to read.

gathering haiku
storm clouds spitting three line rain
this is not the first

this is not the next
figure in statue garden
but one another

Nor is this one next
In a series of poems
Closer to loose group

you might stand right here
or here if this feels better
only you decide

but now look around
this may be the true First One
Somehow I doubt it

Certain so was I
Bottom to upwardly read
I was so certain

try to find handle
exit door painted on wall
will you write me out

if out ever was
how did you get there just now
and where are we now

this is not the last
verse in some linked poetry
all I have to say

this might be the last
you hear from me forever
are you listening

maybe this goes first
rearranged by your own mind
free to move about

This might be middle
surrounded on every side
by dreams of haiku