Haiku That Wanted To Live Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

a christmas carol
being the love of many
can we find him good?

art is dangling
i need a look see, roger?
can you hear my voice?

her thighs are special
west of us, lust, but it aint
i deny her lace

grumble about it
feel good about it towards
just gentry up there

can you fly a plane?
get to heaven through veiled means?
seems that you have too

magazine sells bands
commercial art sells them too
music in the last

just because you do
dont mean you have too, either
anyway, i love