Sunday, February 6, 2011

bad sunday morning haiku


I.

the snow day threw the
snowflakes in more ways than one.
"what's due?! and when?!! waaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!"


II.

my chiropractor
laments the new spurs between
my shoulders. i tell

him, "this one is called,
'probation.' this one is called,
'(tor)mentor. and this

one, 'all the pretty
snowflakes.' he says, 'therapy.'
i opt for vodka.


III.

essays to grade, no
willpower, no ambition.
it must be sunday.

2 comments:

  1. W.T. PfefferleFebruary 6, 2011 at 11:12 AM

    you have kept the academic haiku alive, and I love you for it...

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  2. Charlotte IssyvooFebruary 6, 2011 at 12:20 PM

    Gin is my preference. I'm with you on the (tor)mentor and probation stuff. Thankfully, that's behind me but I still bear the scars and will for life, I think. The snowflakes? There's an endless supply.

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