No More Lying: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

Daisy, Daisy. Once/
more, thoughts of her come into/
my life.I’m confused.

Late Shuttle Bus, Cold Carolina: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

I don’t need to chill./
After waiting so long, that’s/
the last thing I need!

How do I make sure/
she won’t feel objectified,/
yet still feels desired?

A rebound is a/
chance to get another chance/
at something you missed.

She has decided/
to ignore me. How, then, can/
I send her a hug?

I offered to write/
a gift poem. She said I had./
I won’t pen again.

When I was with her,/
my life was full of joy and/
fun. But now I’m not.

If you let your mom/
do your laundry, she will shrink/
every shirt you own.

Decades of feet ran/
up these old ghost town stairs, which/
now just lead nowhere.

“While there’s life, there is hope.” STEPHEN HAWKING, People’s Daily Online, Jun. 14, 2006

Even when there is/
no life, there is life, and so/
there is always hope.