Anger – Page 5 – Iron Haiku

alone on the street
with scarcely a backwards glance
from the passers by
–
three threadbare coats-
his breath still clouds
the autumn night

my back turned to you-
pretending to be asleep as
you climb into bed
–
angry clouds-
blue skies
forgotten

we’re only human
well, some of us anyway
the rest who can say?
–
under the covers
alone with
my mistakes

walking the highway-
seems I lost myself while I
was looking for you
–
sandstorm-
the mirage
an oasis

an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock

broken shower tiles
a bare bulb hangs from a chain
in my one room flat
–
after last call-
neon signs
light my way home

an overgrown lawn-
ravens nest in the eaves of
what was once a home
–
rotting lumber-
vines climb
though the floor

my blood in the sink-
I should be panicking but
I can’t feel the pain
–
tendrils of fog-
undisturbed by the hooves
of a pale horse

shredded paper towels
last night’s garbage strewn about-
I know you’re to blame
–
morning sun –
in the doorway
indecisive

sitting on the train
I look across the aisle and
see you as you were
–
hot city streets-
a stranger wears
my memories