My friend Alicia told me I should just take the blog address off my email signature, since I don't update the blog. She has a point.
I have 75 new haikus to post! I'll break it into chunks.
bus haiku 48:
Fat man doesn't fit,
but he wedges himself in.
Ride downtown, touching.
bus haiku 49:
Those Ferrari bags
are ubiquitous, just like
smelly bus people.
bus haiku 50:
First day of Spring, warm.
Jabbering passengers and
your silhouette, warm.
bus haiku 51:
Tom Waits roars at me:
Hoist That Rag, then Make It Rain.
I believe I will.
bus haiku 52:
Don't ride your scooter
in the aisle, kid. That's my foot.
Try walking on yours.
bus haiku 53:
His face droops, appears
to be slipping off his scalp.
There, but for the grace.
bus haiku 54:
I don't like this bus,
but when it arrives, so warm,
I love it deeply.
bus haiku 55:
I frame a picture
each day. Birds huddle above
in their long dense rows.
bus haiku 56:
Driver stops, steps off,
disappears into a store.
We silently seethe.
bus haiku 57:
I think I'm being
cruised, and it's flattering, so
perhaps I'll revel.
bus haiku 58:
Cigarette smokers,
you may be otherwise cool,
but you suck. Sorry.
bus haiku 59:
"Ironic" moustache,
waxed and perfect. Bank robber,
in disguise as douche.
bus haiku 60:
Service dog appears,
under the bench the whole time;
Her hidden senses.
bus haiku 61:
On anyone else,
that hat would be a crime. But
not you lady. Pow!
bus haiku 62:
I love this bus pass.
I love not scrounging for change.
Passport to the streets.
bus haiku 63:
Lady, you smell great.
An alluring oasis
in a filthy world.
bus haiku 64:
Catch a later bus,
ride with a different crowd.
I am a stranger.
bus haiku 65:
Folds and shadows of
the mountain, revealed at last.
Beautiful and cold.
bus haiku 66:
O Springtime! Soft skirts,
haircuts, unfolding petals,
bare shoulders, and me.
bus haiku 67:
So many people
around me, and I can't choose
any one of them.
bus haiku 68:
Woman screams "Dammit,
I can't go to work upset!"
into her cell phone.
bus haiku 69:
There can never be
serenity waiting for,
not riding, the bus.
bus haiku 70:
Today I just want
dance music and rock n roll
to throb in my ears.
bus haiku 71:
Someone took a shit
on this bus, I'm sure of it.
So hip and urban!
bus haiku 72:
The cutest baby
on my right. The longest legs
on my left. Love life.
