Haiku Freight Train #8: Apology

Mallory loaned me

poems in a spring parking lot

near ten years ago.

Haiku Freight Train #7: Factory

My friend Michael lives

on a street whose history

is a pile of bricks.

Haiku Freight Train #6: Religion

Not an atheist,

I'll sit quiet now and then,

call it religion.

Haiku Freight Train #5: Coffee

Afternoon coffee

on an overcast Sunday,

cat sleeps on my lap.

Haiku Freight Train #4: Skull

Only once did I

hear the sound of a shovel

hit a living skull.

Haiku Freight Train #3: Waking

Overnight clouds closed

us in, rivers broke their banks,

claustrophobic.

Haiku Freight Train #2: Recipe

"Antidepressants

and a stick of gum", she said.

"Everything's alright."