7 Haikus Written in the Back Seat on the Way to a Meeting
March 29th, 2008
Company car ride
We make small talk to pass time
Politics are out
Five syllables then
Seven syllables and then
Five syllables more
The Berlin Turnpike
Was killed by the interstate
All empty motels
There are two choices
Cooling breeze or messed up hair
My hair is cut short
Hartford tries so hard
It’s not New York or Boston
It never will be
We are in a rush
For the 2 o’clock meeting
I say, let’s be late
Only I know that
We just passed my friend’s exit
They don’t need to know