Write
Bartender at LA
Chouffe Fest, I asked for a beer
and the keg ran out
We spent four magic
minutes as you replaced the
keg. It was awkward.
For the next round I
wrote you a haiku on a
postcard printed there.
Maybe lets hang out
And write haikus about stuff
or things. Whatever.
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and hops-infused-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Did you respond to one? Before you order the next round, email the link to Lovelorn Poets. We’ll preserve those scintillatingly sloppy syllables for all eternity.
