Haiku Train

[Marc]

She's waiting for lines
but every day the mirror
looks back so smoothly.

[Suzanne]

looks back so smoothly
like a charming pick up line
in a well lit room.

[Marc]

In a well lit room
dinner guests moved to and fro,
but she longed to leave.

[Suzanne]

she longed to leave
yo-yo's better than a kite
strings of temptation.

[Marc]

Strings of temptation
where he hung like a puppet.
Will he feel a jerk?

[Suzanne]

Will he feel a jerk?
The hangman's tasty mistress
assured him he would.

[Marc]

Assured that he would
she offered the old hobo
a hot soapy bath.

[Suzanne]

a hot soapy bath
in private rooms for her Muse;
poor hobo denied.

[Danté]

poor hobo denied,
kicked well into touch. She waits
for a better deal.

[Suzanne]

for a better deal
she waits and waits, waits and waits
waiting, waiting, waits.

[Suzanne]

waiting waiting waits
she dreams of deep blues and greens,
something from his hand.

[Suzanne]

something from his hand
an affirmation, a yes:
a bass riff began.

[Suzanne]

a bass riff began,
I love you's tucked in pockets
on Valentine's Day.

[Marc]

On Valentine's day
he returned from his journey
with empty pockets.

[Suzanne]

with empty pockets
stolen jewels would fit with ease
No stones left untouched.

[Marc]

No stones left untouched
as the tide licked upon them,
chasing the jewels.

[Marc]

Chasing the jewels
seeking a valentines gift:
poet-cat burglar!

[nar]

poet-cat burglar --
stealing seven syllables
alitter-traytion.

[Suzanne]

alitter traytion
that nar is way too clever
on the haiku train.

[Suzanne]

on the haiku train
swaying rumbling baggage held
velvet promises.

[nar]

velvet promises,
but only silk delivers --
palpable pleasure.

[Marc]

Palpable pleasure,,
velvety skin silky sighs,
my sweet valentine!

[nar]

my sweet valentine,
smothered in chocolate sauce.
We spoon on the bed.

[Marc]

We spoon on the bed
of nails. You told me you came
but you're a fakir.

[Suzanne]

But you're a fakir
a simple contortionist
endure together.