haiku x3

word count: 35

What have I become
after the Millennium?
A many-caged bird.
.
There are many strong
men stranded on land, longing
to belong at sea.
.
We are brief water
drops forming stalactites with
what we leave behind.

haiku x7

word count: 83

What’s a haiku
besides a thought I hold on to
too long, then release?
.
A strong eye-to-eye
handshake introduces two
men; they’re brothers now.
.
Satan: mindfucker—
no, rapist—disguised only
in authority.
.
How little the past
propels forward to help us,
& with such effort.
.
Art is the urge of
every human being to
realize itself.
.
“Women are like cats,”
says my lover. “You have to
let them come to you.”
.
Robert Zimmerman
made a name for himself &
then made it come true.