Become accustomed
To the hot knife through butter
To fierce follow-through
Duck
I saw a man
Running
From
The wind of all things
To return to his safe spot
Out
From
The sun and into Yellow
abyss
Empty It Must
Diamonds Falling
Light Lost
Against The Fits
Start
To Surrender
Else Dark Truth
Steal Evermore
outside in
Keep caressing concrete
Forever fondle flowers
Someday you’ll be sane
Believe this
Libertie
Reluctant to berth
Determined to tread
With bronzed, coppered skin
And hanging within
The cast, iron heart
Forged just for your Hand
That Hope
From East to West
Proved up
Makes dry land
shopped
Is your kiss
Conditional
Upon my curves
Withheld
But for my smile
Or will you
Take
The flats of me
Steal
My stoicness
Resonance: A Haiku
Aye to speak Like you
Midnite black to twilight blue
Sitar’s bended notes
Before The White
The silver
For timbre not vice
The pale
For tears and not screams
The black
Forever and ever
lean to
Would a magic verse appear
In a wild vision clear
Houdini I draw you near
Reveal I plead the times once more
Will I turn at the corner floor
To silhouetteless battened door
over there
Courtesy
To tired thoughts
Was for earlier
It is close enough to dawn
I would wake you damnit
From your slumber song
From your flannel dreams
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