Dingo the Dissident

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Wednesday, 5 March 2025

Last night's haiku.

On its back
                   the moon
is like an infant
                         waiting to
be ravished by the sun.


2 comments:

Wofl said...

EARLIER DRAFT:

On its back, the moon
looks like the chalice of the
spermatozoic stars.

Wofl said...

...or an embryo that will be toasted by the sun.