(I made up this form,
seven haiku between five,
intro excepted.)
1.
Sick sick sick movies.
Eat some people, fuck the dead.
It’s time for haiku!
Are you Ravenous?
Do you see the potency
That human meat gives?
Guy Pearce, his cheekbones,
Gold-rush cannibalism –
What’s there not to like?
Vampires in Deadwood
Is a promising premise,
But David Arquette?
And there’s John Spencer
With curious accent, and
Bueller’s principal.
2.
The setting: the West,
A military outpost
Just past the mountains.
Captain and coward,
John Boyd played dead, swallowed blood,
Gnaws folks in a pinch.
Frozen traveler
Tells of starvation and death.
Corpses sate hunger.
But murder follows,
and to live he had to flee
that warm, blood-stained cave.
Oh, but it’s a trap!
And this foreigner also
Is an officer!
Leo McGarry,
That stew isn’t what you think.
Trust us on this one.
Flesh-eating soldiers
– “Don’t ask, don’t tell, watch your back” –
Form a creepy clique.
3.
A reluctant Boyd
Won’t join, yet a muscle meal
Does make him stronger.
A bear-trap embrace.
Boyd is asked: “If I die first,
What you gonna do?”
That question raises
This cannibal’s dilemma:
Eat to live – or die.
Taboos are broken.
Perhaps prohibitions stem
from fear of power.
Still: To steal a soul,
It’s far more palatable
To snap a picture.
