Wednesday, June 12

Haiku LVII - LXI

forget about her?
no—give me a hammer for
my skull & then—yes



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someone pissed off the
flowers in this town & they
don’t shine anymore



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I want to remove
her cotton pants and drink her
up ‘til she pulses



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garage window light
highlighting perfectly the
night’s purple flowers



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there is no night so
dark as the one she lay on
me when we don’t talk

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