Risen Valentine

A bent nail
or is it bowing
yes bowing
 
what is undergone
is gone over
but-endlessly
 
a razor hidden
in every haiku
to open a vein
 
if you really get up
in death’s face
you see he’s a baby
 
in this colorful little yard
perhaps I have already
outlived forever

another flower

awaits
another hummingbird