Porch Haiku

By and | 5 December 2019

On the porch
the men argue,
the cat sleeps.

On the porch—
we shut up for a minute
to hear cicadas.

On the porch
listening to the radio—
no survivors.

On the porch
I watch a dog
eat from the trash.

On the porch
the ashtray fills up
with rain.

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