Relocation Haiku

Endless succession
Of summer days, persistent
as mosquito bites

Quartz sand covered beach
Snow-birds clogging up the road
For everyone else

Too hot in the sun
Yet too cold in the ocean
Nowhere in between

Life surreal like balmy reflections off stolen mirrors in the night

Mother-in-law suite
Once a car port, oven parks
Under the counter

My neighbors just walk
The slow one carries a knife
And loses his shit

It doesn’t matter
If the name is apt, it’s still
A goofy nickname

That night wasn’t worth
Almost having myself or
The upholst’ry stabbed

Mute heroin ghosts/
Deafening solipsism
Obscures history

Sunken eyes tired
Of always running away,
Always being trapped

Hot crepuscular rays blinding in winter afternoons

The best cure for sleep,
Either too much or too little,
Is always more sleep

Highlight of the week:
A five hundred piece puzzle
That’s Sarasota

Even if every line read better there’s not enough of them

Asyndetic pictures
Of static life traversing
Calendar pages

Permanent struggle between ambition and intimacy

Jean Lange – ugly name,
Suiting of a delusional
Mean old sheltered hag


About andrewwhiting

A sentimental and sarcastic poet, lover of language, traveling and nature (not a fan of the Oxford comma).
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