Twenty Five Haiku

❖ A hundred red fire ants scouring, scouring the white peony ❖ Fallen plum blossoms return to the branch, you sleep, then harden again ❖ Cuttlefish in my palm stiffens with rigor mortis, boy toys can't love ❖ Neighbor's barn: grass mat, crickets, Blue Boy, trowel handle, dress soaked in mud ❖ Iron-headed mace; double-studded halberd slice into emptiness ❖ O fierce Oghuz, tie me to two wild elephants, tear me in half ❖ O my swarthy herder, two-humped bactrian, drive me the long distance ❖ Forceps, tongs,bushi, whip, flanks, scabbard, stirrup, goads, distaff, wither, awl ❖ Black-eyed Susans, Queen Anne's lace, bounty of cyclamen, mown paths erupt ❖ Gaze at the charred hills, the woebegone kiosks, we are all God's hussies ❖ I have not fondled the emperor's lapdog, whose name is Black Muzzle ❖ Urge your horses into the mist-swilled Galilee, O sweet Bedlamite ❖ Her Majesty's randying up the jewel stairs to find the pleasure dome ❖ Ancient pond; the frog jumps in and in and in: the deep slap of water ❖ The frog jumps into the ancient pond; she says, no, I am not ready ❖ Coyote cooked his dead wife's vagina and fed it to his new wife ❖ I plucked out three white pubic hairs and they turned into flying monkeys ❖ Let's do it on the antimacassar, on the antimacassar ❖ Little Red drew her teeny pistol from her basket and said "eat me" ❖ Chimera: Madame Pol Pot grafting a date tree onto a date tree ❖ His unworthy appendage, his mutinous henchman grazed my pink cheeks ❖ He on top now changes to bottom, Goddess welcomes her devotee ❖ Fish fish fowl fowl, mock me Mistress Bean Curd, I am both duck and essence ❖ Don't touch him, bitch, we're engaged; and besides, he's wearing my nipple ring ❖ Sing sing little yellow blight rage rage against the dying of the light