hai-tchoo!

red eyes spring a leak
between sneezing and wheezing — 
hayfever season

Eclipse

a haiku

the moon-covered sun
still shone on my reflection,
dark waters in pail

The Midst of Winter

a haiku

colors burst as

Chopping Block

Palpable silence —

how frenzied skin retracts, wails

shirk against the strike

A Waterfall of Sweat

high humidity
die into September soon
you evil bastard

Loop

How would you, oh, you
If I do, will you be true?
Ring on her finger

Figure 1:

Sun goes behind moon.
 — “Celestial Mechanics
For Dummies,” by God.