A series of haiku that describes my Thursday:
how sleep debt accumulates
never pay it back
nervously pacing
clothes strewn about my whole room
business casual
interview feedback:
i might "just die on the vine"
anna the raisin
black eyelash on cheek
whispering, laughing on bus
make a secret wish
my jaw really hurts
chewing the same piece of gum
for over three hours
"a faraway love
is never a good love" says
miss ruby tuesday
i would much rather
write haiku that no one reads
than do physci work
natural hazards
naturally hazardous
"natty hazards" bro