at least
it ain't snowing
yet

i dreamt of
a small pile of shit
on a tray

the haiku year ends
just like it has begun
with grey skies and rain

just like for everything
it's too hot for thinking
up a haiku

all those glow worms
give my night ride
a fairy tale feeling

first it was dead quiet
now that i want to sleep
there are crazies galore

stiff, its body forming an S.
the cause of death for this
snake probably was my cat

un soir
en francais
je suis surprise

i must look
like a smoker with
money to spare

instead of one down
a few millions to go it
was just a work zone