The Gonzo Wolf

I was listening to Elizabeth Warren on a podcast. I liked her a year ago, but now she sounds like the rest of them: an impromptu HR seminar for a pseudo-illegal cold-call center at the Holiday Inn, Orlando.

I’m leaving the Democratic party, but I’m sure AF not going the other direction. They’ve all lost their connection with the people. All. Both sides.

Instead of elaborating further, I decided to write this haiku about my beautiful wife, who I miss dearly. She’s not dead; she’s just at work. Same/same.

Samantha, my love

You are sexy when you read

Just thought I’d say that

Curious. How many syllables is an emoji? Don’t people still “haiku”?