Your Gutter Mind: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Please remove your mind
from the gutter so mine may
slowly drift on by.

Christmas-y Head: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

The green-tiled head with/
sanitizers of red looks/
Christmas-y to me.

Do I wait to die?/
Do I wait dying? Weight/
dying? Or die waiting?

As the half moon sinks/
deep into the sea, she meets/
herself. We find us.

or
we connect.

Your voice is lilting./
Like droplets o’er river rocks,/
you sooth and comfort.

You don’t read my poems./
My writing’s all about you./
You wouldn’t turn green.

Blood drains from my face. /
My hands turn cold and clammy./
Your silence scares me.

I don’t want to be/
someone you keep around just/
so you won’t hurt me.

Maybe the reason/
you’re fighting leaving is that /
you’re not supposed to.

Now I’m the one who’s/
sleepless. I guess I awake /
feeling my heart ache.