Commute home haiku


Case of the Mondays:
Neither desire to write
nor to shelve blog goals.

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My feet shouldn’t ache,
because it’s not like I walk
while chained to the chair.

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So I’ll stand for this,
but must it always be that
they are next to me?

*

The 2 train pulls up.
A crushing rush to the doors.
Fighting to sit more.

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