[Out past midnight]
Out past midnight,
in my mouth
the taste of blood—
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Out past midnight,
in my mouth
the taste of blood—
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Juxtaposing those two impressions generates the feeling of a backstory that’s expansive. You’re really good at this!
Thanks Mike! I know this one is a little bizarre. Kind of a horror movie haiku 😏
early to bed
early to rise
Or not 😏
Vampire vibes!
I was thinking werewolf but you do you, Linda 😏
” and it’s funny but I really don’t prefer mirrors “
Exactly
Oh so much here!
Thanks Alissa!
Perfect punch.
Thanks Carole!
Kinda reminds me of Highlin’
it’s why we wouldn’t let him run loose
even in the country
Je suis Highlin
Woah! My mind goes in so many different directions. Well done, Kevin!
Thanks Pam! Run wild …
Chilling scene in just a few lines!
Thanks Greg!
Shades of Clapton’s “After Midnight.” Letting it all hang out? This does tingle my cozy mystery soul though.
Lots of ways to go with this, eh Sylvia? 😏
I was going to say nothing good happens after 10 PM, but clearly this poem suggests otherwise. Great vibe!
Maybe, Bill, but a whole lot of bad stuff happens after midnight, that’s for sure. 😏
Have you been in London? Ahwooooo …
😂
Horror haiku–what fun. I also thought of a bar scene where there was a bloody fist fight.
Or there’s always cannibals 😢
Among many other possibilities, yes 😇
A beginning of something sinister!
Or maybe the aftermath… 😏
Excellent restraint!
Thanks Jeremy!