Coffee

(A haiku collection)

O, espresso bean

Covered in dark chocolate

The adult lifesaver

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Morning’s brown, ground bean

Coaxing my body from bed

Stimulating business

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As the sun rises

I drink her in, light and sweet

Wet ladyfingers

~kfu

The Subway

(A haiku collection)

My concrete cocoon

Of dark tunnels transforms me --

Urban butterfly

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Subway announcements

Like Chinese fortune cookies

Reveal missed connections

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Your face flickers by

An abstract watercolor

On subway tiles

~kfu

The Cell

Shine a light into my private cell

A rented, cold slab of decay

Where I landed unexpectedly

When floors crumbled, giving away

Lying still in suffocating darkness

That hanged like a man in the room

All stars and sky blocked out of view

These concrete blocks sealing my tomb

Where carefree laughter died mute

And dreams were chased away

By bottles of mind-numbing dolls

Whose potions kept pain at bay

Shine a light into my private cell

So it might pierce this consumptive black hole

Igniting trampled embers of hope

In a beaten and broken soul

If you shine a light into my private cell

I promise to hold on

Lift these lids up to another day

Bidding raven skies be gone

~kfu

Unseen

The blind beggar in the subway car

With his ossified, outstretched hand

Clenching a torn and weathered, brown, paper bag

Containing two, dull and silver coins

Stumbles over the outstretched feet of weary riders

Refusing to meet his face

And knows his unseeing eyes

Will forever be unseen

~kfu

Delivery

The sun-baked, delivery boy on a beat up bike

Blazing down busy, one-way streets

Ignoring every traffic rule and sign

Cutting off the lady cursing him through clenched teeth

Jumping curbs so food slops on carton tops

Swearing as he climbs the stairs of city walk-ups

Finally, huffs at your door on the fifth floor

With a pain in his chest

Because you’re passed out, piss drunk on the couch

Too far gone to hear him knocking

So all you’ll get is the angry message he left

Found crusted on your front door.

~kfu

Pee Shy

Excuse the flush; pink, wet cheeks ‘n’ all

I’m cowering in this corner stall

Please, turn the faucet – drip, drip, drip

I’ll never know how men do this prick-to-prick!

~kfu