Haiku

Meditate upon the meaning of this...

  I, like a roommate 
quarter staff empties chopstick 
  boring as my meal

  If syllables count,
shouldn't we really be writing
  in Japanese?

  ephemeral past 
loud coffeepots spew by plate 
  junky like a mule.

Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture for thirty (30) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo