The Logical Philosopher

Friday, February 24, 2006

Haiku to the bus driver

I see you smiling,
as I run for the bus stop.
Then you close the door.

I see you smiling,
as I hold out my arms wide.
"What the hell?" I mouth.

I don't see you smile,
as my taxi cuts you off,
racing to catch up.

Now open the door,
because I'm here now you dick.
And you thought I'd lost.

- Inspired by Jim, who I met on the bus this week. He said the cab fare was worth it just to cut the driver off.

...and all those days I that thought were completely lost in English class. Mrs. Laing would be proud of the haiku heights I have attained, all rooted in her teachings.