Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions in the Armpit of Diogenes by DINGO the DISSIDENT binge-thinker since February 2008.

Thursday, 10 August 2017

Five Haikai

The brandy finished -
time to get down to business
and admire the moon.

         *

Having sucked my blood
the horse-fly dismounts and sits
on cow-parsley head.

         *

From the same corruption
emerge a stink-horn toadstool
and a violet.

         *

Ten million sperm
dripping on the book-jacket.
Words are waste of words.

         *

A brief urgency -
my bare arse is caressed by
the April nettles.

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