shitty haiku – Tales of Strude

like winter’s bare trees
waiting for the worst to pass
ever resilient

winter woods empty
bare trees stabbing grey, waiting
for summer’s fullness

the wrath of some god
stabbing, burning, killing me–
goddamn kidney stone

the well has gone dry-
even shit’s hard to come by
in shitty haiku

this is work not church
I don’t care about your god
nor your fairy tales

hawk circles, searches,
waits for its sweet, just reward-
another friday

was so good before,
since pandemic not so much-
the clock is ticking

once again, morons
no, X does not equal Y
same shit diff’rent day

rivers in a drought
cannot find what will not come-
so very tired

another shooting
it’s like thoughts and prayers don’t work
no one’s listening