four haiku.

Four haiku about my recent on-campus housing debacle.

Dough-faced bowling pin,
Tina, housing director,
won't stand trespassers.

I guess I did bad;
twenty-two hundred fifty
tends to brainwash you.

Really long letter
to Vice President Houchin:
give me back my life.

Undergrad dorm strife:
can't cook can't sleep can't have sex—
hello Koreatown.