The following are four haikus derived from discarded drafts of previous months’ articles. The core idea of these unpublished articles was condensed.
We’re Gonna Kill This Pretty Thing
Humans falling down
Into a vast rabbit hole
Our own creation.
“All Cars Look the Same”
Red, orange yellow, blue, green
Silhouettes scream the same thing
Distraught grays and blacks.
Back to State Street
The sounds, smells and sights
Make for some perfect delights
Home of that old bean.
Hyperion
Standing tall and proud
Yet fleeting and uncared for
Aren’t all of us?