summertime haikus
outlast the heat on so many crystalline days like candied lemons sun-struck crazy, he laughs great peals of madness; a cloud of asphalt off-gas sweat-slick sheets strangle suburbs at a time, we are alltogether alone would that I could think unkempt thoughts; the swans too take flight on stiffened wings from double-glazed lakes the carp leap for dragonflies, tasting all-the-same boom in vacant sky: mechanical thunderclaps, and contrails are born