A Reason To Leave: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Poem

Fun intimacy/
Won’t be/
Eternally/
Said she.
No thanks,
Said I,
Her guy.
That stank.

Hell's Fury, Poet's Pain: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Quatrain

Hell hath no fury/
Like a woman scorned,/
And life knows no pain/
Like a poet ignored.

I realized I/
am not in the shape I want/
to be in to do.

Anniversaries/
Bring melancholy feelings/
When the meaning’s gone.

It surprises me/
that something so simple could/
bring such bad feelings.

How can she read my/
poems about the moon and not/
know they’re meant for her?

OR
know they’re about her?

I dislike learning/
something new at the expense/
of relationships.

I dislike learning/
something new/
at the expense of keeping/
my great relationship with you.

Let the answer be:/
“NO!” It brought me nothing but/
messed up sheets and guilt.
OR

mussed sheets and sadness.

How can I tell you/
of my joyous return when/
you already left?

OR
How can he tell her/
of his joyous return when/
she already left?

How can I tell of/
the joys that I’m feeling deep,/
when she said goodbye?

OR
How can I relate/
the joys that I’m feeling, when/
she already left?