Portland Haiku

pain and suffering.
these are the things to endure
in this small lifetime.

lethargy overwhelms me
as the weekend comes to end.
i think about work.

pleasant summer days
are here, reminding me how
lovely portland is.

a summer malaise
wearily rolls over me.
leaving me tired.

a summer night falls,
cool and humid on portland.
i dream of lightning.

a week night evening,
quiet and relaxed just once.
a calmness exudes.

late in the basement,
a lamp shines bright overhead.
its light hiding time.

it feels too early.
darkness, already outside.
summer days shorten.

sigh. another day.
seems like a monday to me.
yep, definitely.