4/1/11

Haikus of Breakfast and Pity


Haikus of Breakfast and Pity

I crunched my half sour / without equanimity -- / no change for the tip.
Your half baked muffin/softly whispered "rescue me"/to passing strangers.
Raisins in the bread/cinnamon and butter spread/sugar rush my head
Coffee devotees / with napkins under their cups / trembling, ecstatic
Room for cream, she asked/Sure, how 'bout you, I reply/Coffee in my face
The philosopher / eagerly demonstrated / his reprobation.
To be so fallen/lacrimosity unbound/pity festival
O noble bagel / scion of the house of lox / for cream cheese i sing

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