Haiku 4 U

poetry
Published

July 12, 2015

One last time, Dad says.
Jason squeals ands bolts inside
the mister. Slippery guy.

The audacity
of giant metal tin-men
shames the humbler heart.

What are crab cheese fries?
Regular with seasoning?
Do they sell? Who knows?

The didgery-dude
took a raincheck. See, honey,
I should have bought one.

Nittany Lion
mating calls echo ’cross the
Borough. Love me, do.