splinters
of winter moonlight ...
a vagrant
smashes a whiskey bottle
and his longing for home
Gusts, 31, Spring/Summer 2020
A Room of My Own: Window Gaze Haiku
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window gaze
still the motel neon lights
and this car glare
FYI: This mood haiku could be read as a sequel to mine below:
alone
in a creaking bed
motel nig...