Haiku #356

356.

Constantly checking,
Even nothing is something,
But there is nothing.

Report Of A Carjacking

Unaware of myself through all those years
Kowtowed to someone insincere
Redoubled in forms more haunting.
In the seed of a sunless shallow dream,
My daughter abducted further upstream,
Echoes of carjackers’ jackal-like taunting.

With a super-subliminal ego attack
I tried to pull their vehicle back,
Against the seams of horsepower hock.
By the skin of my soul I was suddenly free
For my body’s hull had stowed a key
And my life outside is the lock.

I have survived the slander and slumber;
In my hand I found the blackmailer’s number,
I was not perturbed by her call and her knock.
The thieves were gone before their time
While I will return long after mine,
To open the doors before I dock.

Haiku #334 – #335

334.

Larsen trap, ravens,
Borstal teardrop in a dream,
Blood dog shifts crime scenes.

335.

Kidnapped thought-daughter
Appeared at the door of dreams.
She looked thinner, sad.