Commuter Haikus

The sugar that dusts 

The donut is more than the 

Snow that closed the schools. 

Dear sir, please please please
Please please please please please please please
Put your socks back on.

The train conductor 

Will not ever see my home-- 

Metro Line Moses.  

The Friday night train's 

Screeches lament the poor souls 

Who ride upon her. 

In the darkness I 

Gaze in vain down empty paths --

Metro! Where art thou! 

And at the garage,  

Will I find my salvation 

Or, indeed, my car?