Shadow – Page 37 – Iron Haiku

milky shafts of light
shine on the dust motes hanging
in the evening air
–
slow curls of smoke
faintly glowing
embers

spying Earth from space
a hard reminder of our
insignificance
–
a sand grain
amidst the
multitude

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink
–
false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest

toiling at the fire
sweat rolls off the smithy’s face
and turns into steam
–
wide oak boughs
shadows
cross the forge

blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be
–
midnight-
groping for
the light

what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner
–
monsters
in the closet
only a mirror

falling amber rain
collecting in brackish pools
under a street light
–
a moment
flash lit raindrops
suspended in time

I shed my skin and
hang another skeleton
deep in my closet
–
alone
with my fetid
alter ego

it’s just a small cut
and it’s the last time, I swear
until the next one
–
self destruction
a trail of history
on my arms

since you got sent home
I’ve been sitting by your side
praying you’ll return
–
waiting-
trying not
to lose hope