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August 30: the day in haiku

I won't feel your kiss
for at least another month
my lips are lonely

I tried to hide it
as I drove away from you
you saw me crying

a parking ticket
flashed orange on my windshield
for tires facing north

the dentist tells me
to make one more appointment
to have a tooth filled

today's two o'clock
was really for yesterday
hairdresser hates me

are my car keys lost?
no: sitting on the dashboard.
windows down, unlocked

staticky cell phone
cuts you off in mid-sentence
you call back at nine

tomorrow you're there:
a real college boy with a
girl waiting at home.

31 August 2001