1985

When I was fourteen

I fell into a black hole



When I blink he's there

Winter

One hug and two fucks

later, winter slips through my


fingers and you leave

Onions

In the time it takes

to fry a pan of onions


you fell off the Earth

Carnations

Outside the wind laughs
 

lifting up the skirts of old
 

women with pink hats.

11

Terrified we hang


Onto the edge of the earth


The human race sleeps

10

Ok so it seems I have forgotten about this blog and so it is time I resurrected it, especially now that I am making a real effort to concentrate on my writing!

How long has it been since I wrote a Haiku?

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Cloth Ears can't you hear

me scream you dance with Angels


I cry while you fly

9

You'd pay a fortune


for a painting like this but


I walk into you.