- (A four-haiku exploration of a recent Vietnam War dream beginning and ending and middled in no special order. The first entitled “Again.”
Can’t pee for th’fear,
won’t eat ’cause I got just these ‘utes.’
And soon I stalk death.
“Everyone Needs A Hobby”
pickin’ at a scab
hard enough I must scratch through:
that would be sumpin’
wamb beer and wet wind
not there but here…don’t matter
war is where you are
“Want My Mountains!”
I want my mountains:
these seagreen rice fields steal souls!
Up there…it’s all cold.*
- (either “cold” or “clean.” Cold a last second transcription-change)