Today’s Haiku prompt at Haiku Horizons is the word, sorry. Don’t apologize for being yourself, clearly you cannot help it.
Hidden in a field guilt-rusted truck and bloody mass murder weapon.
Hearts, feelings, and lives — too bad if they get broken. It’s part of the game.
Date palms swish and sway; Bedouins’ smoking hookahs scent the desert breeze
Round and round he goes Dog chases tail; catches it. Now what, he wonders.