like a smuggled torpedo
smoked in spain
my pain is no longer local
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Haiku: London when he cries
sorry letter
c'mon, bruised pride
new air
disappearing world
rushed breakfast in
a different city
Friday, October 23, 2009
Haiku: The Carnival Prince
fairy floss machine
tired midnight in empty carnival
the clown transfigured
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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