Archive for Haiku
Running home from work
Under the Westway
Hawthorn blossom smells of home;
Where should I call mine?
Backpacking in Goa
Backpacking in Goa
Drink some bhang lassi,
Write ‘cunt’ on your mate’s forehead
With a henna pen.
La Maroma
La Maroma
The almond blossom
Is late this year – too soon we
Wash ourselves with dust