Slithering shadows
Distorting my happiness
To unreal untruths
haiku
Palm trees: A horror haiku.
Wait just a minute.
Those palm trees right over there,
Did they move closer?
Cold night.
On a clear cold night
Visible are
The whiskers of time and space
Death.
A life of knowledge
Permanently extinguished
Upon the last breath
Commuting on a windy morning.
The wind shakes my car
Like a high-speed tightrope act
I try not to fall
Never insult a haiku.
the butterflies came
and tore his body to shreds
in the morning breeze
Birds over rush hour.
The evening breeze
Carries the birds
Over congested highways
