Unemployed people
waiting for the library
to open the doors.
When you don’t have a job to go to, you see the world from the outside.
You are merely looking at the world they talk about on the news.
The regulars have a plan and are on track for something.
All the commuters are going there, and the crowd at the bus stop too.
When you have no where to go, it’s no advantage to arrive early.
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and trying-to-catch-a-break-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Email the link to Lovelorn Poets. We’ll preserve those somewhere-searching-syllables for all eternity.