good morning roommate
are those bruises on your eyes?
oh, a problem set.

hi laundry room girl
ha! isn’t the weather great?
k, see you later.

who left these dishes?
what, a speck of nacho cheese?
bad sterile technique.

mild flurries today
and unmild slurries in my boots
Stanford, I should have.

a haiku without
question marks, so it is not
poetry at all.

a haiku by me
is not only not a sentence,
but wrong number of syllables

This really is not a haiku
But surely it will have to do.
My word choice is limiting
And now I’m just fidgeting
And the end rhyme is lingering…