|A Spring Haiku Octet by Unkie Joker
Author: Reichenbach PM
Just one of many submissions to the Arkham Asylum Literary TimesRated: Fiction T - English - Humor - The Joker - Words: 259 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 04-05-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2878666
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Spring Haiku Octet
By Unkie Joker
thin willowy stocks
pearly beads, glistening butter
I eat my green beans
rain on summer grass
dark clouds hide heaven's bright rays
never get to see sun
egg carton tulips
bloom fast in mid morning light
a long journey
on unfeeling grey slate road
back to dark padded cell
sweet robin red-breast
how I long to strangle that stupid kid with his cocky grin why wont he just die already.
feathers barely ruffled
die, die die, die die
die robin die. Horribly.
gods sakes just freaking die.
the wounded wolf howls
strains carried on the night wind
shut your damned pie hole.
Author's note: I would like to thank everyone responsible for selecting "Sonnet To Myself" as this year's poetry award recipient. I was proud to represent the Criminally Insane wing this year, and I hope my new work does not do anything to harm your confidence in me. Poetry, like death, is an art never truly perfected and we must always challenge ourselves to greater heights.
On a separate note, this octet would have been better suited to the May issue, but I was otherwise distracted with the killing of the entire population of a small Latin American country. The editor better start accepting late submissions, if he knows what's good for him.
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