*My main studio apartment light is out again. The ceilings are higher than Amy Winehouse on her honeymoon. I looked for a lamp at Bed Bath and Beyond and I guess they were all hidden in the beyond.


But soft! What light leaves
this abode black, jeopardous?
Bulb's burnt out again?!

*

My building super
begrudges his steel ladder
and doing his job.

*

I shall make a threat.
These management companies
will ignore all else.

*

Writing haikus tends
to calm me down, but still,
I'm here in the dark.