Thursday, October 30, 2008

Haiku: 70 to 73


70
waiting by a pond
hoping a frog will appear,
what will happen then?

71
yes we disagree,
but i’m trying to say
please go fuck yourself.

72
don’t count chickens,
you have so many roosters
we had better wait.

73
falling from the sky –
men with faulty parachutes
looking for your arms.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Haiku: 66 to 69



66
your lovely fingers –
cut your nails or i will bleed,
my blood will kill you.

67
you are a genius,
you are so political –
is this what you think?

68
oh boy, there is snow –
then snowmen and heart attacks,
children and fathers.

69
you became a dog,
just one night with a stranger
he showed you yourself.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Haiku: 59 to 65

59
when i watch you play
i am aware of my age
the dark in my bones.

60
tapping at my door –
a little drunk, finally,
waiting feels like death.

61
oh your opinions
they run from your mouth like mice,
we jump up on chairs.

62
an observation –
heroin made me content
you make me crazy.

63
the cat has your tongue
but tell me who has your balls –
the frog in your throat?

64
look into my eyes –
you can’t tell i lie
you must be stupid.

65
look into your eyes –
holy cow your eyes are green,
you never told me.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Haiku: 51 to 58

51
i prayed for thelma
her soul in purgatory
i hoped forever.

52
she was much too young
we all die in the present –
all too young to die.

53
mark brickell taken –
even beautiful boys die
not better or worse.

54
clarke, by your own hand
a rope, a branch of a tree –
more courage than me?

55
bill glassco, tough guy
atheist in a foxhole –
you turn us all weak.

56
dead with your accent
your mouth kissed never again –
gone the red wine nights.

57
in a perfect world
we would never have been born,
never have to die.

58
there is no santa –
before you talk about God
know the difference.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Haiku: 44 to 50

44
don fraser is dead
looking twenty years older
not ever again.

45
brian shein has died
his mind had left before him
waiting for his soul.

46
greg enright a corpse –
now ashes in a garden
his grandmother lives.

47
tony johnston dead
goodbye to tony johnston
who knows what to say?

48
jon furberg has gone
everyone angry at death
except of course jon.

49
maxine my sister
they wish that drugs had killed you
cancer makes them scared.

50
judy had bad luck
one man one time one disease
one grave forever.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Haiku: 38 to 43

38
look – a concrete sky –
God is dead, writ large on clouds,
a dark calligraphy.

39
look – a concrete sky
distant mirror indistinct,
i see not a thing.

40
look – a concrete sky,
a stainless steel hurricane
blowing trees of lead.

41
look – a concrete sky
the picnic has been canceled
go and cry at home.

42
look – a concrete sky
and the cosmos upside down –
up is gone for good.

43
look – a concrete sky
the wind is tearing petals
every garden dead.