Black Clouds and Haikus

Black clouds, black edges
The future, a memory
Infinite blankness

          Troubled mind in grief
          Blue concave shapes of sorrow
          A lone eagle glides

Slippery roads glide
Mocking masks breathing contempt
Black dog licks cold feet

         Echoing jeers 
         bounce off cold merciless walls
         Blossoms in concrete

The smell of wet blood
Malevolent bubbles form
A child holds my hands

         A fermenting thought
         An accelerating clock
         A welcoming void

How then shall this end?
cold steel disguised in soft words
The Eagle takes flight