HAIKU

 

                                                       Frank Thomas Smith

          

 

The lamp falls to the floor.

Darkness covers

the lovers' naked bodies.         

 

 

Standing in a mountain cemetery

the old horse looks up,

startled.             

 

 

Fish in clear shallow water

gliding over

brightly colored pebbles.          

 

 

Excretion covers the tailgate

of a truck

bringing lambs to slaughter.          

 

 

The road is a line

drawn with charcoal

over the pool-table Pampa.

 

 

The cage door opens.

Two birds fly out together

into the blue sky.   

 

 

Ragtime playing slowly

tumbles into the room.

The countdown begins.

 

 

Eyes are averted

from a dead horse

decomposing at the roadside.

 

 

In nomine Patris et filii

et Spiritus Sancti,

Amen.

 


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