Haiku: Parking Like Cheating
You drove out for lunch. After two hours, you drove back to find the parking space was not taken. It almost felt like a clandestine love affair.
Parking place was still
there — like a cheating husband
unexposed yet.
Parking place was still
there — like a cheating husband
unexposed yet.
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