stoplight haiku

still as a hornet
in the heat
under the old wood

jail break
prison train,
by the book.

say the obvious
and say it again
for extra truth.

come into my town
then love it
like that summer evening

it was too late
to catch the summer’s meaning.
yet.

hotel lives
hotel skies
got milk

summer green suave.
lightning later.
will to not will be.