postindustrial haikus

[horsrider]

In the street, loosing my mind-
Too mutch vodka.
Wind is cold. Winter.

 

[tomtom73]

dead man with a smile
two empty bags in the snow.
a curious smile

 

[horsrider]

Crowd.A mobile is ringing
Someone answers so fast(to fast)
Hi's maybe in love
Hi's maybe in business
Hi's maybe mad

 

[thujone]

QR barcodes flash,
Laser red on white with black:
Dehumanizing.

 

[debaser]

Bodies in black plastic bags
Tiresome dreams
Of putrid mamals

 

[BobJillespie]

Kids that don't know "no,"
And machines only ask the time.
Then, dreams are cheaply sold.

 

[Raz]

QR barcodes flash,
Laser red on white with black:
Dehumanizing.

Very cool!

 

[thujone]

thx

 

[CoffeeDrinker]

Various separate haiku:

No word of comfort
was given as he and she
said one more goodbye

Like a microbiologist, studious.
He cranes his neck and gaze,
and sifts through a garbage can

Full and misshapen bags clank after him.
His emergency fund
is lighter than it looks

The toilet, rebellious in my apartment today.
It's far too soon
to find this funny

Alert and darting eyes look past the drunken crowd
towards the swinging door,
and towards his phone, which remained still

The empty light shined on
pavement, but it didn't shine
on that for which I waited.

She batted her eyes and lied to me seductively.
Excited to pretend to believe her,
Alcohol and the dim light helps.

The midnight dew on this street mutely glistens,
and the subway's winds mutely hum.
A girl mutely scurries with her silent keys

 

[pk.]

^ liked those a lot