Trailer Trash Haiku
Culture for the Less Sensitive Soul
Monday, August 15, 2011
Old Drum
Old drum.
Sparks rising in darkness...
Faces glow.
A Hound Dog
A hound dog walks
Through my open door;
Sits and scratches.
Her Red Porch Light
Her red porch light
leaves a warm glow
in my heart.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Preggers...
Preggers...
And not one clue
As to the Deddy.
Dark Alley
Dark alley;
A shadow moves.
Glass is breaking...
Hurricane!
Hurricane!
TVs in empty stores...
I need a rock.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Fifty-Nine
Fifty-nine
But willin' ~
Her hips sway.
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