to say nothing of the dog

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Calm Red Cherry Tree

Reading over my posts, I've discovered that I could stand with some simplification of my writing style. Words wasting away, all over the page.

Thus, the Haiku Update:

Hush puppies, fried brown
Spinach, bacon drip clear oil
Tempests storm inside

Bush Kerry blood match
Sparring white men bare teeth, bite
Tell me it's over

White petals float down
Over the higher-up's desk
Not my cup of tea.

I bow my head to the world, respectfully.


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