dreams – haiku and other animals

but the white birch dreams of strangling the old man

 in nothing
 the morning 
 still but
 cries for
 seed or
 sex split
 the dark &
 in pours
 the need
 coffee
 with heavy
 feet & to
 scrape 
 dreams from
 the face
 that needs
 to face
 nothing

a red mite
walks the stones
dreams of childhood

I smoke too much in dreams fine welding on the mermaid

the strange poetry of dreams I wake up so thirsty