the drops are dainty
at first but turn to downpour
soaked, i turn in doors
.
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hog
i’m on the winter
side of our mattress while he
rolls in summer plumes
.
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drenched
yolk the sky in white
washed sun
hue the blues over
horizon : break fast
.
haiku
that’s an answer
his silence surpasses all
languages .
funny how my
heart jumped
at no word
.
haiku
d’welling
i’ll paint my new door
storybook red ; on table ,
blue bowl of apples
.
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dis-temper
there’s a sharper out-
-line to the timbre of his
distaste of her face
.
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blur
a murder of nights
thrash of sheets inked grittily
‘tween slither of days
help i yelp
i got tangled up
in other people excuse
if i’m knot myself
.
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gravity
bury me high in
the hills so only angels
may tread on my grave
.
haïku
waxing
half secret half
animal darkness between legs
i refuse to hurt
.
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