5 Haiku

Peels off her sweater,

drops it in a parking lot

donation dumpster

Laboring to get

this fly back outside again—

growling at the screen

Busted rusty bin

spilling garbage on a street

swarming with gulls

*

Pretty young woman

in a breeze-blown summer dress

limps by in high heels

Floating like a gull

in the weaving summer winds—

grimy white tissue

.

Flashes 27

Hell

is the worst thing

you can imagine

Be grateful for

all of this,

all of this

Don’t

insist

on lust

*

The somnolent

sadness in

cool jazz

Meditate

not on the object

but on your being

Calling

that beer

mulchspit

*

Actors:

masters at faking

being natural

Television tricks you

into believing the world

is more real than it is

If what they want’s

alright

help them get it

*

How I explain

my loneliness

to myself

Blurred

by going

too fast

Music helps me

become more

who I am

*

“And even if you are right

you’re not right for the reasons

you say you are!”

Nobody’s

special; every

body’s special

Standing

on trains

is my therapy

*

Sad and glad

to remember I’m

a space alien

This man looks

like an actor’s version

of himself

It’s always

the end

of the world

*

What have you done

for your third eye

lately?

Fantasies

slowly

exhausting themselves

He sounds like

the best part of him

is asleep!

*

Gaging a woman’s

psyche by the height

of her heels

Seeing the mess

without corrective

propaganda

There’s part of me

that’s ahead

of me

*

Joy

makes you

juicy!

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