Fifteen Haiku
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today's assignment:
propose a compromise and
see if it's working
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a thousand million
stars above us; October
sky shines in your eyes
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cheese grater strokes
my ribs bloodied chips fall
to the bony ground
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Saturday night show
afterwards, punks spill out of
the grimy red door
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cigarette's glow glints
warm gold of my ring
reflects orange
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salted almonds burn
your eyes flare with anger
spill softalmond tears
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he pulls their wings
dead flies flung
onto junk pile
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one drop of honey
on the tongue
dust of heather
bite of winter gold
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under our favorite
tree, you've touched me again
my body shivers
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old girlfriend texts me
for relationship advice
challenge accepted
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look up that hill
your lover awaits you
shiver
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gun clatters on stone
tossed from a window above
in the tenement
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burn me with your eyes
summer heat melts resistance
into willpuddles
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dusk in the city
the sun sets deep in your eyes
autumn leaves fall slow
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do what you're good at
they say: can't make a living
from sex and poems
© Robert Beveridge
Bio: He makes
noise (xterminal.bandcamp.com)
and writes poetry in Akron, OH. Recent/upcoming appearances in Collective
Unrest, Cough Syrup, and Blood & Bourbon, among others.