how wonderful it would be to reign over toadstools and garden gnomes
Tag: monostich
alternate timeline the paper boy hands out haiku
the first light stutters barely breaking through the grey
starry eyed lovers in the grove of warm limbs
the floodgates of night are open i dare not breathe
dreams pouding at the gates while we fumble with the locks
a skin tag maybe a blemish the craters on the face of the moon
the mynahs’ chatter grows was there something you wanted to say
limbs refashioned to resemble the nightmare of trees at twilight
dusk we take refuge in the subtle calls of the sparrow