13 HAIKU
All the naked women
turned out to be
Barbies on the kitchen floor
~
The spider grins
when something crashes its web
and breaks its connections
~
A crystal airway
blocked by a hot dog
collapsed the operation
~
Alone time
in December
is somber
~
She slinked
into her boudoir
to barf
~
The hearty handshakes
at the coming together
of cardiac techs
~
My friend Gray Ball is gone
his walkie-talkie—channel 6
dead for now
~
These logs know the drill
blaze—shine—radiate for the
span of my desire
~
My only message
is slow down
the way you chew
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The awful moment
when you must abandon
what you’ve been staring at
~
There’s your current words
then there’s the brute blur
of their birth shape
~
My To Do list
has just one thing on it:
make a To Do list
~
You get to pick
when the eager beaver
meets the mountain lion
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