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
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