Haiku from the Post-Apocalypse
Spidery shadowsfrom skeletal umbrellas
the soft roar of waves
Two hermit crabs fight
over the pinky toe of
a charred sunbather
A rusty tin can
lid-yawning at the grey sky
torn label flapping
Melted beach pales
pool around glass castles—
little charred hands
Haiku by Rapscallion
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Written on 2009-01-05 at 06:05
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