5-Time Haiku Champion

Cubicle Blues

I can't see the screen,
the sun's flares causing this glare.
What am I here for?

Morning Rituals

Listerine cool mint:
Take the coffee breath away,
anxiety stays

Tactile Series

Actuation force
of the heart, of the body;
lifetime of cycles

Cityscape

Northtown Rail Yard views
through morning mist comes outlines
of faceless futures

Frustration

You said you fell for
fictitious ideas of love.
I'm here but ignored