Tuesday Night -- 10:30

Four cops descend stairs--
our building's cursed by violence;
may suffering cease.

Zen Rooster

Zen rooster watches
his mind, crowing at the dawn
of clear inner light.

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday, you!
Today you can have your cake
and a haiku too!

Market Street

From the roof I watch
people pass me by, turning
blind down one-way streets.