A Trio of Haikus About Death
My hands will suck you dry
Slow motion in the desert
your cries like hot wind
My words will chill you
Each syllable a cold drip
from mountain glacier
My eyes are watching
Always seeing you in fear
of my next coming

My hands will suck you dry
Slow motion in the desert
your cries like hot wind
My words will chill you
Each syllable a cold drip
from mountain glacier
My eyes are watching
Always seeing you in fear
of my next coming
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