pigeons pecking everywhere, weeks seems to mock me yellowed photos of family, tractor in background sepia too mint tea chill between us carries weight aged rosary— no more room for any prayers needing to pray only a T'ang poem comes out morning fatigue solitary daisies on dirty breakfast table "save America..." packing my things for Hell cranberry juice for breakfast, too much haiku education tiresome "Immigration's the problem" words said by an immigrant in dark woods all the misunderstandings monmon left me remnants of rain: 17 onji of senryu of haiku political climate dismal...weighty—getting more eggs harboring resentment, thoughts i don't vocalize toward Trump 'happy marriage' quite the lie—the potatoes a bit hard each bite of bacon...blistering winter wind inside this place hometown soil, cling to my shoes eating a BLT traumatized by roaches—my Starbucks' runnin' late morning rain yesterday's bad decisions greet me hang