A few minutes into my morning commute
I had forgotten we can all read minds.
So my thought faucet ran up my brain bill
Spewing a membraneous mess inside.
I didn’t notice ‘til I parked the car
And smelled the fumes from under the hood.
I frantically thought of cats and cookies
To clean up the mess, but it did no good.
So I ditched the car and snuck into work,
Though I knew my hopes and dreams would be seen
Swirled amidst my self-doubt and worries
Like creamer mixed in bitter cups of caffeine.
Haiku #9 - September 26, 2014
The sun scorches skin
Draining all my energy.
I’ve got too much time on my hands,
So I give in to the world’s demands
In hopes that they’ll take my time,
But instead they give me what’s already mine.
I guess it’s true; I need a job.
You think when you finish all of your work,
Your stress and worries will be gone?
You’re wrong; they’ll come back twice as strong.
Now you will stress about what to do
Until you must work even more.
Always afraid of what’s in store,
So your free time will now curse you.
But don’t worry; I have a cure
You just need to say, “Yes sir”
To your boss and enjoy your work.