Angry Haiku
poem
Beautiful landscape outside the wrong fucking train. Equanimity.
I wrote this several years ago, on BART, when I was running late for—and was accidentally not on the way to—a professional luncheon. My heart looks forward to many future (un)disappointments on NYC subways.
Alternatively, if you are so moved: Bics, Uniballs, and Montblancs are all equally appreciated!
Cole- This is now the second time I encountered the word equanimity in one day. Maybe the world is trying to tell me something? Anyhow, I appreciate this. I enjoyed this piece. Thanks for sharing.
Angry haikus just became my favorite haikus. :)