Hipster Haiku is a gifty little book for your snidest Williamsburg friend

Stumbled upon this book the other day, and found it awfully adorable. Siobhan Adcock’s collection of little poems in traditional “5-7-5” format pays a wry & often-hilarious tribute to the hipster lifestyle.

A few examples from the book, which is just slightly larger than pocket sized:

If there’s a bald man
In a Lower East Side bar,
It is David Cross

* * *

Writ on my tombstone
“Never bought a Greatest Hits
compilation disc.”

* * *

“Guitarist wanted:
Must love post-Pavement Malkmus
And own your own van”

* * *

While he sleeps, I spy
Ann Coulter on his bookshelf
Slip out quietly

* * *

Someone stole my bike
Right in front of my building
But left the basket

* * *

And my own personal favorite:

I don’t blog daily
Such foolish consistency
Says “I have no life”

Seems like a sweet little gift to me. Check it out at Amazon.