Tuesday, June 6, 2017

BOTTLESHOCK (looon/haiku)


Last night he washed the kitchen floor
with a bottle of two-buck Chuck chardonnay
This morning the floor seems a little hung over.

I prefer wine in a glass, or even a jam jar
but I considered breaking out the straws 
when I thought it was the bottle of Beaulieu.

The floor was clean as a whistle
but the bottleshock proved to be too much.
Our sticky feet whispered guilty accusations.

6/6/17

Looon with 3 ooos (aka lune/American haiku).
Three words,
five words
three words.

Or five words,
seven words,
five words.

(....vs. counting syllables). I can't count, obviously.

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