#haiku born of commute

Posted on June 14, 2012 by Mary Beth Frezon

The day started off
My fist banging on a door
to demand quiet.

The day went onward
Some questions went unanswered
Some were just ignored.

The numbers, you see,
aren’t the end goal of it all
but just the measure.

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