dead bits of critters
savour hot murder's flavour
holiday cookout
dream howls; melting ice
eight order bowl to future
cold, bunny eats crap.
gweep teaches teapot
as my sake, one seeks in past
we run a mirror
Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture
for thirty (30) minutes.
From here, you could zip over to
my main gweep page.
Cheers,
Joe Provo