Haiku 1–4

by Rob Taylor

1

I can’t help but hate

haiku. They end abruptly

just as they’re getting

2

going. See? I need

another just to finish

this simple thought, and

3

maybe it’s true that

all the love in the world could

fit in a matchbox

4

but who would want to

try, and where, in that case, would

one store their matches?

From The Other Side of Ourselves by Rob Taylor (Toronto, Ontario: Cormorant Books, 2011).