Haiku #385

Sloppy bees still are 

Too slick slopes sacrifice pain 

Each dawn day ignites 

Sin

I ran into a holy cow 

While driving in my truck.

Right there and then 

I did exclame, "shit!" and 

"What the fuck??" 

Then I did all I could do:

I ran it over once again 

To make sure it was dead.

Then I bought booze enough,

Enough to guarantee,

That I would surely lose

My head along with that 

Of some unsuspecting 

Empathic friend I'd

Chosen to drag down 

With me.…

Imaginary Sanctuary

DefCon 1) Maybe some of you can still run.

DefCon 2) Gather your kit and water, too.

DefCon 3) Now it's down to you and me. 

DefCon 4) Crisp skin the winds waft aft & fore.

DefCon 5) This cinder,"Earth," the rock itself, 

                   humans cannot vaporise but, of all 

                   that once did thrive upon it, we'll 

                   leave not a single cell alive.…

Haiku #384

Beware ways o'er clean

Clever devils guide distress

'Cept in gladden fields 

Life At Bedtime.…

D'you know that warm, relaxed feeling you get when you go to bed tired but not exhausted? A kind of lucid falling asleep? Nothing on your schedule for the next day? Give yourself boundless permission to feel good.…in this pillowed softness amidst fragrant mists… Morning is welcome to be as late as it pleases. And who really needs morning anyway…?

Haiku #383

Walk wet shifting shores

One foot sunk in entropy 

The sea's swells betray