I Fixed Our Bench Swing: Haiku Lament

I fixed our bench swing.
Now we can sit together
and look at our phones.

She’s Learning, I’m Lonely: Haiku Lament

She’s learning. That’s good
for her. I’m left out and so
lonely. Bad for us.

There are thousands of/
books and podcasts to hear, but/
that’s not why I’M here.

Don’t invite me, and
don’t wait for me, chances are
we’ll both be alone.

we’ll end up alone.

When she has her own

Oasis and it’s not you,

what are you good for?

Another man’s voice
droans through her headphones. There’s no
time for pillow talk.

She’s got nothin’ to say.
In my loneliness I can tell,
I’m under her spell,
But her checkmark is grey.*

[*Facebook instant messenger has a blue check when the message is read, a grey check when it hasn’t been read.]

Late at night I find/
myself wondering which path/
to take to reach her.

One should not be in/
love, in the next room, playing/
romantic music.

Introduce your love/
to Shakespeare with care! Pick plays/
sans pedantic speech.