Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Haiku: 82 to 85


82
i got your letter
you have children, a husband
two hours on tuesday.

83
fat with bad haircuts,
we both look fucking awful
let’s turn off the lights.

84
they cut me open
picked up my guts with their hands,
i shut my eyes tight.

85
you want to die –
all you have to do is wait,
develop patience.

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