For Frank O'Hara

The lights are out
The cats are hungry
The room is full of gangsters

The dishes are dirty
The icebox is empty
I dream of celery and a compass

The roof is upstairs
The window next door
A guitar in the shower

The hours disappear in my room
Where is my blue pistol
The door-god is knocking.

Frank Lima, "Haiku" from Incidents of Travel in Poetry.  Copyright © 2015 by The Estate of Frank Lima.  Reprinted by permission of City Lights Books.
Source: Incidents of Travel in Poetry (City Lights Books, 2015)
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