12 Loose Screw Haiku\Senryu Three in Techno-Color! by David HillRoadster at midnight
winding wooded country road
flip off my headlights
Farmland and beer cans
bumpkin boys in a pick-up
Rap reverberates
The fashions spin round
Boxers, briefs, flares, bells, and pleats
Peaceniks, so passé
white sheets starched and stark
pasty blue-white death pallor
where have you gone to?
blue and red tendrils
twist round the craterous pores
drinkers proboscis
riding with Ramones
I buzz saw bounce on the seat
try to flatten squirrels
Extremist death cult
follows a fervent baleen
Nantucket graveyard
jade marble flooring
chandelier lights the foyer
grand home of dust mites
innocent cherub
writhing in the toy store line
shrieking, mine, mine, mine.
crushed cigarette butt
crumpled Juicy Fruit wrapper
beside the gravestone.
The Enola Gay
such a lovely name to say,
and Hiroshima
slender glass slipper
spilling champagne star bubbles
waning crescent moon
01/16/2009 Author's Note: a bit of the old soft shoe
Posted on 01/17/2009 Copyright © 2025 David Hill
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