Trimet Haiku
Frequenting mass transit, seventeen syllables at a time.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
You are not the only one getting off the bus
Pushing and shoving,
to be right next to the door,
at your stop is dumb.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Heat is not a friend,
or sympathetic at all
on a crowded bus
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Line 8
M E L O D E in ink
Pigtails and many piercings
Alone when she goes
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
wishful thinking
Don't forget to smile
She might be looking at you
Line nineteen goddess
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