Friday, July 11, 2008

Seasonal Haiku


The spaniel charms a
growl as our paths cross up the
narrow, marble stairs.

The stench of mange, piss,
and decay mix as I greet
my aging neighbor.

It’s pitiful the
way he beats the dog and yells
“You stinking bastard,”

And even more how
he smiles; how the dog cowers
yet still trails behind.

3 comments:

JlikeBoB said...

Cool man, are those four haiku's?

Justin Baker said...

You got it; a series of four.

RYAN! said...

Reminds me of Dick Cheney.