Souls persist past death
if they die, why live at all?
Hell’s future is Earth
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Category: Haiku
Anger melts soul’s steel
wrath burns while sullen smolders
mad dogs writhe in foam
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Squander while you can!
Papé Satàn aleppe
Hoarders come rejoice!
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
We filled our desire
introduced thus, self’s slosh crept
insatiable, crazed
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Day’s longest shadow
arrives joyous at sunrise
noon’s short, midnight brief
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
No breath to mist glass
sound trapped miles deep in blue ice
veiled eyes wanting sight
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Oiled hands milk her breasts
descend to turgid pink lips
storms, throaty wild moans
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Repeated mewing
the same question – why my god?
cry the damned to sleep
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
I let joy go free
small wings crumble easily
even sadness dies
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
The porch swing’s last ride
shadows swung on wooden slats
kindling Autumn fire
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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