dirty haiku

[evesdream]

she could not be saved
their mixed goo seeped from her holes
her smile too, reeked 'used'​

gnarly.

 

[Kaishaku]

in the breeze
a glimpse of satin
..................her footsteps

K.

 

[drown]

gnarly.

dirty haiku, yes?

reminded
today
by text


shemiliated

 

[evesdream]

dirty haiku, yes?

reminded
today
by text


shemiliated

filthy, even.

humility, yes
there was a time when
only you knew me inside
​

 

[drown]

madame,
may we speak?

i watched you gather your robe.

a hawk's screech
locked eyes.

 

[CharleyH]

Well, this is more or less influenced by a 'not really Haiku', that Ezra Pound once wrote, but since there is no other thread on which I can think to post this little piece of non-haiku... here it goes:

The Murder of Ms. January Kitchen
Saffron weeps on tresses of black truffle;
The sow devours his prize.