Thumbnail Moon Black Hole: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Some might see, smiling,/
a thumbnail moon, but I see/
a black empty hole.

Quixote Messiah Museum Surprise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I gazed past the legs/
of Don Quixote to hear/
Messiah’s surprise.

I tried to type a/
gracious red dress compliment./
My jaw hit the keys.

The small-town graveyard/
is the last distillery,/
creating spirits.

OR
The cemetery/
is our last distillery,
refining spirits.

She asks me: What will/
your verse be? Answer: It’s new./
I write it daily.

It’s fine that you don’t/
trust me any more. I don’t/
trust me much, either.

Every man deserves/
more than someone who’s hung up/
on another guy.

She promised me a/
response, but “No!” is not what/
I was looking for.

If she’s a good girl,/
can I no longer send her/
bad poems I wrote her?
OR

bad poems which she mused?

Please don’t judge me for/
wearing my Cheesehead hat. I/
went to church early.