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.