He picks up where most of us leave off. Even though his neck tie is always neat and his hat is always proud, trailing shirt tails languish absently by the his rear. He swaddles his Eliot under his pit, allowing his glasses to slowly dip towards the tip of his bulbous, purple nose, as he…

Morning Haiku – 3

Speed stops that train shake away into July dawns as men chew their pride. Inspired by the song “Soda Lollipop” by Noisymphony.