Glass Houses

silence surrenders
a maelstrom
truth’s deformity

all screams turn to glass
the bottom
of a shattered life

and every word tastes
like cat piss
swallowed greedily

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5-3-5 syllabic Kelly Lunes (the American Haiku)

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6 thoughts on “Glass Houses

  1. I love the initial emotional impact the poem had on me… I won’t pretend I can say I “understand” it or would still like it if I did… but there is something about the way you wrote it that I really like.

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