Showing posts with label #12. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #12. Show all posts

Monday, January 12, 2026

DisHonest Haiku


DisHonest Haiku 


Grotesque, this circus-

like boorish style of speech such

lying— All the time!


counterparts

photobooth
with a friend
four squares
of our teeth
and cackling eyes
aware again that
my life is strung like
christmas lights
between these 
treasured evergreens,
this overgrown forest
of people I love
keeping me aloft.