Happy Monday. It's time for the latest installment of hokku for the FACEBOOK POETRY PROJECT. This batch has a contemporary feel, at times satiric as I found myself feeling a little mischievous over the weekend. Anyway, I hope you like 'em and look forward to any responses you feel like posting in the comments below.

In Purgatory
Pete Townshend stands in a field
of shattered guitars.

Laughter spills out from
gullets soaked with alcohol--
kid in the stairwell.

Boarded windows, locks:
this plant could be anywhere,
but their homes were here.

Back-alley dead rat
flattened by a garbage truck
has lived forty years.

Rusted car hangs from
an electromagnet as
our french-fries are served.

Border guard flips through
these rambling pages glaring,
looking for intel.