zen poem: one

30 Oct

t swift

because the butterfly

breaks its ankle on a

bad flower landing

because the wind

will change its mind

in mid-air

because fucking

in your mom’s bathtub

was fun

(poem written at bar table assignment assigned to me by Marcus, drunken haiku master and beloved ruler of Latveria aka Love Shovel Ranch)

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