Tag: haiku

strangers burning bins and raising hell

dawn dragging the shadow through mud

rolling boil mushrooms slither down throats

before dusk watch rust bloom on iron limbs

burying the summer dream in bedsheets

drop on fours be the thing you were meant to be

morning commute eyes void of soul

consume the beer and banter after dark

the summer cat lazing on a park bench: life.

in line; to be tested/ invading- temple of. gods.