An afternoon ‘nod’
About a homeless man-god
Lights, sounds and cops squad
Ten fingers tips to door
Glowing and to him implore
Quiet through my snore
My bright lit place
Two renters in a small space
Someone’s saving face
Left and no good-bye
Down the hill; left U-turn cry
Fifth from left lanes vie
Struggling uphill defy
Back at home and still no guy
Open the closet
Small words on metallic fret
Sense he’s fine no sweat
Bright golden box sad regret
White crepe paper orgone let
Three haiku and two tanka in monorhyme.
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