my hoar’s breath is cold.
the mistress has white damp skin.
i wish i’d killed her.
Haikus
hill of beans
i have spilled the beans.
wantonly cast them afar.
nothing left to add.
serpentine water
through the black waters
the snake slowly uncoils.
reinvigorate.
ribbons
looking for answers.
alone in the place of one.
many rivers come.
dry life
cold like sharp razor.
cuts me from the inside out.
frozen in dry life.
feeling fragile
the thick heavy fog
sits across my chest, a bear.
kneeling and fragile.