Seattle Winter Haiku
Thursday, January 10th, 2008Eye each other from afar
Trash dumpster detente

“First post!” it cried
For immortality it tried
Wasting bits and thought
Expended all for naught
Though playfulness is there
and joy of being square;
small drip among the stream
of culture we all dream
When someday they are dead,
forgetting it was read,
will change have been in you
creating good and new?