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9

love-struck, he wanders to my feet
where he finally decides
to not bite

blinded by shiny love
I almost kill it
terror in the gut and idiot feet

Miscellaneous Poetry

The Missing Haiku (cont.)

8

plucking buds off Woolworths basil
hoping they’ll self-sow
will the sun find and read?

Miscellaneous Poetry

7

accustomed to punches
a caress is expected to sting. we lost
the skill of reading innocence

Miscellaneous Poetry

6

exile costs
rocks gently
while keel-hauling

Miscellaneous Poetry

5

in recent lines, he sailed
stories we’d mapped
over months. clever captain

Miscellaneous Poetry

4

we had to grow new leaves
old cycles snap
tenderness opens on clean pages

Miscellaneous Poetry

The Missing Haiku (cont.)

3

more metaphors than flesh
questions we count
on. was ‘pretty’ the only picture?

Miscellaneous Poetry