a two-line haiku
I haven't written a two-line haiku in ages. Ages. I would really appreciate opinions on this one (I don't know if it's too flat and dry, rather than bleak as I want it to be). It is partly inspired in a love poem by Juliet Wilson.
Jamás pudimos compartir musa.
Ni cama tampoco.
We could never have shared a muse.
Or a bed, either.