8 haiku

indian summers
the chant of tom-toms release

this daytime voodoo.

walked his

fears-this

indian summer

blk man

hoarding the songs

of your pregnant mornings.

yellow gal

walking tearstreaks-

sour whoredoms.

he held me

scraping thunders

the wings of suspense.

engorged

eyes beholding

spicy laughter.

mouth wide

symphonic instruction

when words sing.

thinking

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