The bull sits - shattered
The fan stirs faster,
Too loud, too cold and unforgiving
The game,
is the game, is the game - so there
Trapped between the extremes,
but walking the straight path - troubled
Funny word, is love
But hate is funnier still
If cowards can be victorious,
I covet defeat
I'm my own man,
Says the woman - scratching her balls
Some say Haiku is ugly,
But it's never been uglier ....
