i nest inside me
breast softest place ye may not
touch nor breach, ye beast!
.
haiku
i nest inside me
breast softest place ye may not
touch nor breach, ye beast!
.
haiku
from your warm came this
swarm ; sudden stings welcomed in
dissipated love
.
haiku
Prince Charming was charming
until well after the wedding
and then, well, he wasn’t
at all.
The End
.
not a haiku
there’s a sharper out-
-line to the timbre of his
distaste of her face
.
haiku
each time he smashed her
thinking she’d get softer
she got rock-harder
.
haiku
dark words spoken in
strangers’ voices spill corrupt
from constricted lips
.
haiku
some things can turn slime ~
nasty in an instant that
last a damned life time
.
haiku
i mazed my way to
the exit , the excuse, harsh
unexpected hush
.
haiku
they’ll carry cactus
damage in their mouths, melons
as sweet hurt as wells
.
haiku
his slender fingers
( never tender instruments )
used to
blunt romance
.
not a haiku