7 Haikus Written in the Back Seat on the Way to a Meeting

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