an editor says no and I stick the knife inwatching blood pour out
Tag: haiku
happy pill
Pressing his palm against me, feeling how it pulsates/warm as whisky on rye/switch on the radio and hear the sibilant … More
plath//haiku
the pot of coffee//boils on the stove with my head//ensuring my death
sedative//haiku
aesthetically blue/a pack of smokes on her bed/cotton candy flames
lapis lazuli//haiku
lapis lazuli,eggs borne from zombie living,while he killed me too
cigarette burns//haiku
musty hotel rooms, leave anxiety awake, with cigarette burns
psycho killer/haiku
little knife stabs him//leaving the meat spilling out//onto the patient
Courtenay's Corner 