10.15.16 dream haiku
Mom hopes I’ll make it
home for dinner, then hands me
a gun for my duel.
Basho and Jung
A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.
Tag: dinner
October 15, 2016
August 21, 2014
8.21.14 dream haiku
Dinner guests point out
the most tender parts of me
with their forks.
August 6, 2014
8.6.14 dream haiku – What the hell?! Wednesday
Dinner with exes –
they serve us nothing
but dirt.
