January Haiku #20

The red moon returns
Carrying the deepest hurt
The tugging of it

Hollow

I want to be
Emptied
By each day's end
Hollowed open
And revived only
By dreams

January Haiku #19

Critters in the night
Tuneless whining after dark
The children singing

Faking It

Back to work
And they'll
Ask me how I am
And I'll lie
Because the truth
Would get me fired
And I need the bread
For the things
You're not supposed
To talk about
At work

Sawdust

Hoping to control
My desire
Is futility itself
I will forever
Be chasing
The silky sweep
Of sawdust
Beneath my heels
The slick of sweat
From the footlights 
I am nobody's
And nobody is mine

January Haiku #18

Fear will not stop me
I volunteer to be hurt
And send love right back 

Lover

And yet still I am a lover
Despite the betrayals
Because it hurts more 
Not to
It stings
A closed heart may be
Safe from harm
But it is closed to joy
To be vulnerable
Is a risk
Worth taking
So yes, still
I am a lover