A Series of Haiku from a Shift at Starbucks

Me: in my dumb hat

and my stupid green apron.

I’m such a cock.

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“Never heard of him.”

“You’ve never heard of Godard?”

Blind dates are the worst.



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A leather jacket,

Tapout shirt. Mocha biscotti.

Psychoanalyze.

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“Tall soy, sugar free,

but with extra mocha.”

(It’s healthy enough.)

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Don’t look at her boobs.

Ignore the boobs cause—wait, uh… fuck.

“Can you repeat that?”

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“Anyone writing?

I am. Right here. Big time. After

I check my email.”

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Acoustic guitar

Female singer with long hair

14.99

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Why do I get tips?

I hand out fast food coffee.

I don’t deserve tips.

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“Okay, I admit

I only come here to poop.

Please don’t say anything.”

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“What the fuck is this?

I didn’t order this shit.

Chai, motherfucker.”