Snitchy young lady
There is no use complaining
I won’t let you smoke
...
Alone it stood, there in the night,
against the hazy fog, a blur.
Standing tall, with all it’s might.
...
The Polite Fraud Part 2: Haiku This!
Drunk, I talk all night.
Unawares, I go unheard.
Plastic men don't hear.