Litkicks Message Board Archive

the profundity of purple jello

Posted to Haiku Board

head down on table
listening for the lightning
only hearing rain

bum at bus station
asked me for a dollar
gave him 50 cents

the rain moves the air
like static on the tv
sunday morning cartoons

wish i was jack kerouac-he wrote a haiku about purple jello-and it still sounded profound!!