Meditate upon the meaning of this...

  drab insect kills bread 
ephemeral trees berate 
  mirror breaks through me 

  Coffee in stomach.
 Air in lungs; if you get them
  confused, it does suck.

  to spew like my lunch, 
tall chocolates seek of pipe 
  stick bargins the key 

Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture for thirty (30) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Joe Provo