rocking the 5-7-5

am in love with haikus today. never wrote them before now.
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exercise#chinatown
she had even more
character than the red wooden
sign hung overhead

phylum and suicide
in the lab I think
in green, forgetful of your
multipurpose blade.

hyperion
I like to pretend
that your wildly flashing pen
does not inspire me.

African Jazz
when you look my way
my body turns African;
I think in rhythms.

exercise#18- vienna
you could tell by how
he watched her mouth moving-
he thought it a waltz.

Brooksie and Ginsberg
I never thought blood
from my lips could fall down so
like tomato juice.

exercise #76- costa rica
search a bit harder;
I know you'll find cane sugar
hidden in the trash.