Haiku poems by T.S.Ming ( WCM, issue#5)

Haikus by T. S. Ming ( issue# 5)

Feed me light and dreams;
teach me how to relax as
you extract my life.

To stand on the verge
Of one’s abyss then take a
hopeless blindfold leap

The Fool
I got a postcard;
An inert swollen blue corpse;
“Happy birthday, Doc.”

The heart
A bloody wired piece
It tastes exquisite when broiled;
If it is not ours.


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