Monday, July 15, 2013

A State, A Statue, A Statute: The Unusable Poems - Haikus Pt. 1

Three haikus which I'm leaving on the cutting room floor, from the final edits of my upcoming poetry book A State, A Statue, A Statute:

She chopped the onion
Crying from the fumes and crying
From silent laughter

If you find me in
Your favourite hiding place
Will you go back there?

Keeps his mouth open
Snaps out his wrist, checks his watch
Cracks his Zippo flame

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