I Am Failing to be Zen About That Leaf Blower

A narrative, in haiku.

Autumn sky wears orange

I drink the golden WUP-wup

god not this again

WUP-wup. Wuppa. WHIRRRRRRR

thup thup (rattle) WHIRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrWHIRRRRRRR

I may kill neighbor

No – peace comes when I

set anger free WHIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR or I

could buy a chainsaw

WHIRRRRRRRrrrrrRRRRRrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

<Silence.> Finished I hope? WHIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Jurors won't convict

I'm called to forgive

WHIRRRRrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrgh rrrrgh rrgh <pause> WHIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

I call Home Depot

Yank cord in his yard

THOKTHOKTHOK HA HAHHHH JERKFACE

NO MORE LEAVES FOR YOU

It turns out a tree

falling alone in suburbs

sounds just like sirens

Community service

Gathering trash, I wear orange

Worth it? Oh heck yeah