Under the water
High up above the dry earth
Beneath dew-soaked Mars
On a hot peace march
Fanned by an angry dance troupe
Limbless angel sucks
Dark-breathed tentacles
Howling, unicellular
Dimorphic silence
Clanging without shape
Glissando sine waves inside
The outdoor flatlines
Curly domestics
Ironing the public sphere
To a crumpled point
Sheer and meaningless
Jagged, profound, transcendent
The profane saucer
Or this holy cup
That satanic shattering
Blending with the light
Decomposition
Aggregates the whole of it
Classifies atoms
Levelling the field
Churning up the cobblestones
Canals soothe and fall
Image in the public domain
Merl Fluin 
This is nice. Thanks for sharing. I have tried to write these but the number of syllables is challenging.
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Thanks! It’s the first time in many years that I’ve attempted any haiku. The restriction on the number of syllables is what makes them so adapatable for Surrealist games, I think. It forces you to invent solutions that would not occur to you otherwise.