bus haiku 73:
Seamless connection,
but the timing is not right.
Perfect, but early.
bus haiku 74:
This bus is a zoo.
Junkies, lovers, thugs, oh my.
Emerald City.
lunch haiku:
Foreign tongue feels good
on my lips but translating
is not so easy.
bus haiku 75:
A man is living
in an abandoned basement;
watch him disappear.
lunch haiku 2:
I admire the sleek,
clean, and efficient movements
of the Taco Time.
bus haiku 76:
Silly mirror shades
mean you can't see me looking
at you look at me.
lunch haiku 3:
Why do I care that
I've managed to capture her
imagination?
bus haiku 77:
Jeep rolled on its side;
dog scurries out of the back:
chaotic junction.
lunch haiku 4:
Ask her, "Was it me?"
She: "I wanted to be close
to you." Not just me.
lunch haiku 5:
Every text message
every email, chat session:
a waste of my time
I fall for her more
lunch haiku 6:
In no position
to see any perspective
except mine, for now.
lunch haiku 7:
I've been here before
still feel like an amateur
tossing and turning
lunch haiku 8:
What if I pretend
none of this ever happened?
Then I will know peace.
lunch haiku 9:
Hello, girl. Hello,
pedestal. Hello, goodbye.
We just met, so long.
lunch haiku 10:
Don't speak the language;
Need help with the translation
she speaks with such ease.
bus haiku 78:
Waiting on a bus
that may not ever arrive,
but for now, I wait.
bus haiku 79:
New bus line, new street,
new people, new view, new stop.
The same old, same old.
bus haiku 80:
Eyes open, headache.
So tired. Another roadblock.
Just want to get there.
bus haiku 81:
First biting his nails,
then his head is in his hands,
over and over.
bus haiku 82:
Nuthugger jeans and
fidgety legs and his beard
and the winding day.
bus haiku 83:
I enjoy knowing
that people look at my face
and can't read my thoughts.
bus haiku 84:
I would like to eat
this bus piece by piece, as if
it were chocolate.
bus haiku 85:
I'm in love with you,
bus tunnel. Unrequited,
but still I use you.
bus haiku 86:
When viewed from above,
we appear as tiny dots,
drifting here and there.
