4:40 I’ll paint you the sky

three quarters of moon
two horizontal slashes
one north and one south

everything is white
two large puffy clouds above
two birds travel south

plane underneath moon
one gray helicopter flies
opposite of plane

slashes disappear
before the 5:40 poem
erasing themselves

from every planes view
horizontal horizon
appears over sea

golf carts drive by fence
ringo’s dad then mr. lee
from the swimming pool


(this was going to
be the best haiku ever
written by my pen

all fives and sevens
traveling through oxygen
breezes in your mind

now four days later
too upset to remember
beautiful phrases)