“Venting Haiku, Composed in a Grubby Hotel Room in Pokhara, Nepal (dedicated to Bryan Adams, with apologies to fans),” by Joel Hardin
Apr 20th, 2012 | By Defenestrationmaudlin strains sift
Into my thin-walled room
God of Nepal nights
maudlin strains sift
Into my thin-walled room
God of Nepal nights
There’s a colon between our two
separate parts. Let’s add a semi in there
to make us depend upon each other.
I want to verb you, so we should really
dash out of here, punctually,
once they give us our sentence.
If I hear any more poems of naturestruck wonder…
so much depends
upon
a red Radio
Flyer®
glazed with Aqua-
fina®
beside the white
Chicken McNuggets®
I can’t remember my dreams
but they leave me bathed in sweat.
Maybe the problem is
I still haven’t figured out how
my family was replaced by three
goldfish, named after the Stooges.
The fourth, who arrived DOA,
was Shemp, and he appears to be
unmourned.