J.D. Heskin

        each day like the last
        thinking only of revenge:
        eight more years to go

        blue feathered pigeons
        stray across my rifle sight --
        red flesh and bone white

        for the homeless, I
        promise sidewalks to sleep on
        and blankets of snow

        it's so quiet now --
        makes me wonder what happened
        in Room 13

        the scent of jasmine --
        all I remember before
        she slugged me

        full moon tonight,
        tomorrow morning:
        the vultures

        nix on the blindfold
        to hell with a cigarette
        let's do it

        they give me a choice:
        poison or the wood chipper
        I swallow quickly

        the diner sign says:
        FOOD JUST LIKE MOM USED TO MAKE
        so I keep walking

These haiku are
Copyright © 2001
by J. D. Heskin.

E-Mail: Blueforks@aol.com

About the Poet -- J.D. Heskin makes his home in Duluth, Minnesota
along with his wife, K. T., and a rat terrier named Hedda. He has
writing credits in such literary magazines as North Coast Review,
Artword Quarterly and The Poets Page. Lately, J. D. has been submitting
to E-zines and has been accepted in Snakeskin, The Heron's Nest,
Haiku Harvest, and Poetry In The Light. J. D. has new poems coming out
soon in the May issues of Poetry In The Light and Snakeskin
and in Prairie Poetry. J. D. also has a poem
coming out in the ezine: Ancient Paths.