A Maverick Haiku (Doing Reversed Engineering) (Dec 2019) Poem by Andrew Lee

Something hits the green pond and repeats the froggy plops.

Please don't hear things, unless they are snarling

and pressing on your chest.

Ghosts cannot kill. Your thoughts can.

Zen, banishing thoughts, is kind.

But the thoughts-crammed person jumped

into the pond yesterday. He's not here anymore.

No, I'm wrong. Didn't we see his ghostlier twin jumping

back from the womb of the pond? He's white and dry

and takes up permanent residence

in the brains of the three robbers who robbed him.

He's more powerful now than in the flesh.