Sweating it out in the office all day,
with the addition of A. driving long pointed nails
into my all-too-willing soul
– Leonard “Leached Out” Blumfeld (© 2008)
"But that's not a haiku," some might scream, "because it doesn't have umpteen syllables and is not about bucolic things like cherry blossoms in bloom or the shedding of pine needles!"
Oh well, to me it feels like one in this heat.
My summer poem for Totally Optional Prompts.