Loosing My Meds In Cat Food: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When you drop your meds/
amidst Kibbles and Bits, yeah/
good luck finding them.

So Square I’m Hip Fistbump BOOM! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When you’re so square you’re/
hip, you might get a fistbump/
from Huey Lewis.

Will I bring a chair?/
NO! I’ll dance, swear: “My heart of/
rock and roll still beats.”

How do we get to/
Geneva? We don’t know, but/
we get that we’ll go.

You trash me because/
I won’t be your Facebook friend?/
I thought I meant more.

Walking the aisles/
of Wal-Mart, she vanished, and /
there was no roll-back.

Even amidst the/
rocks and waves of life, you can/
still find your white plume.

Waiting for photos/
Of nature’s glories, he hopes/
she avoids Ma Moose.

She walks, laced and bare-/
(footed), smoothly, through his dreams./
He’s saturated.

I could write her a/
story, but I would not/
post it publically.