*the poet creates a label for the latest avant genre - the wordless photo haiku - but comes up with an unfortunate invention . . . the phoku . . . sadly it's the best he can manage in the absence of anything stronger than coffee . . .
here's a recent phoku (it should be understood that the brand name/s appearing on packaging/s, sugar cubes in this instance, is merely incidental, and does not imply the author's recommendation or approval or otherwise of or for any of the product/s featured in this or any future phoku/s)