Category: Haiku

Climbed the Darn Hill.

And as I breathe out the Sweet Menthol.

She steps out of the Embassy in Aspen.

Cough, cough, cough, brain now Actively Fed.

Snooze, happy thoughts dammit!!

Beny watches as they lower Lin in her pink grave.

In her shark tank I did swim.

Emerged with eyes as red as an angry bull.

We engaged in coitus, interrupted by the scheming waitress.

Absolutely drunk as he tries to kill her.

The now bloodied Mary lies on her mock tale.

Gin approaches her with a tourniquet and uses it to throw her over the rocks.

The lava burns the green plateau.

He can smell it before the view.

He’s soaked in it but still unclean.

Ruffled thoughts, his eyes ain’t open.

Throbbing, not last night’s but this morning.

Breeze so cold, his hood a robbing.

I found the bottom when I removed the top.

Fell deep but was not a flop.

Green fairies hang over my bed stand.

Purring, pussy drink.

Iced and black I think.

Third trip, face lands in crate.

Beautiful eyes search for mine.

Coarse milk to my throat.

Missed her walk by; drunk.