Posted in Culture Clash, Poetry

A Defense Against Sound & Order


In a time of names

a spoken antelope hopes

for mud and insects.

 

Mud and insects or

whatever uncle measures

informs a notion

 

of a dismantled

ship. Hope passes for a gun

in a time of names.

 

*collage haiku using found text

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I'm not real, but I'm a writer.

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