Horror Haiku Club Prompt
July 13 - Drought
The rain has left us, dry wind takes every last drop of water…
Your prompt is DROUGHT.
Dry air crackles and
We turn our backs to the sun
One will die for rain
What would you do for rain?
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Snakeskin tumbling by
Flies picking a dusty corpse
Death, thy name is Drought
I have a few this time.
Dirt dead and useless
Over used, no nutrients
We die with the dirt
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Dry heat like murder
Drowning crops without water
Mother’s a killer
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She’s killing herself
In a bad relationship
Gone dry from abuse