Hunger – Page 18 – Iron Haiku

asleep on a bench
the hard rap of a nightstick
startles him awake
–
dark rain-
wet newspaper
her only refuge

surrounded by wealth
still dissatisfied with the
overabundance
–
winter rain-
runnels
overflowing

tufts of rabbit fur
strewn across the forest floor
beneath the owls nest
–
burning sands-
the condor casts
a broad shadow

the bedroom door wide
work clothes strewn across the floor
you and I asleep
–
endless meetings-
your fingers brush mine
by the sandwich tray

deep in the shadows
a dark malevolence seeps
from out of the woods
–
wicker basket-
destroying angels
lie in wait

driving home alone
all the while the taste of you
lingers on my tongue
–
an awkward kiss-
moths flutter
near the porch light

your head on my chest-
falling asleep together
in the afterglow
–
a warm breeze-
tangled together
in the tall grass

the time has come to
take my heart down off the shelf
and gift it to you
–
long winter shadows-
a snowshoe hare
braves the sun

the black charred remnants
of forty years of marriage
smolder between us
–
a fallen tree-
reduced
to ash

sitting on my couch
not sure if I can get up
after shoveling
–
rabbit tracks-
a snowy owl
motionless