Alien: A Haiku

How is it that I
I who dwells in this frame be
Detained from a life

Courtesy: A Haiku

Ah! I’d forgotten

It’d started with a hello

Trouble always does

When he reached across
To touch her muscle, her heart
He became a man

I’ve no further sense
Of whether I stand with you
It feels like heaven

A bit like Paris
Such potential for beauty
Such horrendous void

What if it’d been you
Who sat down at that table
Today as my friend

I see now people.
How we slip. Subtle it is.
Down, then up and back.

When you pled the Fifth

Were you smirking and smiling

As big as I hurt

Take away my need
To cling, to throw back to days
Before I knew you

Lately my eye sees
The long shadows of the day
The forlornest face