I Heart Dreamspeak

I wonder if we could view ourselves from the next dimension if our words and actions would seem as odd as dreamspeak does upon waking …


I can’t deep rain of thorns


The rules of the game belong to the tombstones (post 2016 election)


remember childhood math
a big dip
of the big dipper


angel of God,
I’m ready for my closeup now


These are so nonsensical that I couldn’t in good conscience try to include them in murmuration, (my first collection of haiku), but I do kind of love them.