Dreamcoat: A Savvy Haiku

  A giant toggle nudges at strands of wool and I see my dreamcoat.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019   Want to know more about Chilton? Read Chilled in Chilton.  

Passaged

Bundled. Bundled and bundling out of one’s passage, they fall. All woolled-up, and tangled-up with each other – tight. Heads protruding from sheaths. Translucent and streaked with blood. With one’s own blood. From the blood within the passage from whence they tumbled, all bundled-up and packaged. All packaged-up and white, I vomit, bundles and bundles…