_Keepers of my
soul, harsh absentee landlords
_Illiterate judges with legs, the frog-bane's dread
_Love decapitates me, I stick to a
meniscus of failure
_Let my hope die with my ant-farm.
_
Molluscs scream a choir of
angst gone rancid
_
Evil giggles with the power of many hit-dice
_Worlds within wells of fey
power and
portent
_Itchy places, once patched, never scratched
_Tongues of desire lick a
suffragete's blue socks
_Hands pull whisps of meaning from
vertical thoughts.
_
Jazzy Jeff never meant it to be this way
_Earnest effort, rewarded with a blunt instrument
_
Lillies float and winter chills a new orb
_
Lilac scents a
Haiku writer's tear soaked ricepaper
_Your mother recites
Monty Python.
_Briars of
desolation choke a fragile intent
_Ears of corn, crude bludgeons, malicious bent
_Anger fuels a savage denial
_
Nun feeding frenzy, dead
children in a pile
_
Solar flares never felt this alone.