Thursday, April 05, 2007

Haiku (#2)

Old job, new boss hires,
Gut churns, phoned questions, anguish.
What was it I said?

3 comments:

mbick said...

methinks you should lose the "Pathetic" descriptive to the Poetry.

Pacian said...

This fried egg will settle your stomach:

(o)

Zhoen said...

Pathetic stays. I have too many real poets who stop by.

Pacian, how did you know? It's what I had for breakfast. Helped, too. Thanks. (Well, two eggs. With lemon pepper and ginger.)