Haiku 3

If I were to be
a machine, would I dream that
I was soft and green?


Indeterminacy said...

It's a wonderous miracle to me, how you find these disparate relations, and make them related.

Each post is a coup.

Sarah said...

I really like your haiku here, very clever :)

Stan Johns said...

I read this Haiku to George and Cookie this morning in the surgery. They loved it so much that everything made of metal is now some form growing organism.

All the best,