Cleaning My Car Brunch: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Cleaning out my car./
Brunch: Melted chocolate wrapped in/
a stale hot dog bun.

Empty Waking: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Waking to a bed/
that’s empty is hard. Waking/
empty is much worse.

When she needs to talk,/
but tells you: “Please do not call!”,/
you are kinda stuck.

God puts people in/
our paths who can help us, but/
we must be walking.

He thought of her wait./
What she anticipated/
would have choked a horse.

She layed,
Languidly,
Lingering in his arms.

He, taut,
Held tightly,
Timidly thinking of speaking.

Silence drove their uncertainty.
Yet both were so sure.

Using mulch to knock /
back weeds doesn’t help if you /
don’t plant anything.

She hears that I am/
disappointed. I only/
thirst for nourishment.

She hears that I am/
disappointed. I only/
thirst for nourishment.

What we wear under/
our outer shell shows what our /
mind’s thinking about.