Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Bye to Summer 2020

Starting a new tradition based on my original "Bye to Summer" poem. Haven't written a hay(na)ku in over a decade (not since being shamed out of writing them), but I wanted to give it a shot.


F--- Summer

Or
rather just
f--- ist back.

All
it's touching
with no consent,

a
kidney stone
just passing through

a
plague dog
all in heat,

bangs
gate to
breathe on you.

Corn
on door
wards it away.

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