Pre-surgery shave: revolutionary improvers haiku lament

It’s sad to hope that/
women will prep you but then /
learn men will do it

Womb Exiting At Middle Age: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

The middle-aged search/
towards light is just as hard/
a

s womb exiting.
OR
The middle-aged search/
towards the light is much harder/
than leaving the womb.

There is probably/
no medicine stronger than/
peyote laughter.

Even if you die/
a horrible death, have you/
lived so you’re okay?

Stop wishing for what/
isn’t yours. Claim that “stuff” which /
is your divine gift.
OR
Claim those things which/
are your divine gifts.

There are parts of my/
body I’ve never seen, yet/
they’re me. My soul, too.

Would she feed me first?/
Or her children first? Or would/
she let me feed hers?*
OR
let me feed them?

As a creative,/
should you ever stop looking/
for inspiration?
OR
As a creative,/
never retreat from searching/
for inspiration?

If we expect Him/
to “defend all our midnight/
hours”, we must stand guard.
OR
we can’t attack.

Too often my truth/
gets changed to fit my desires./
I must obey Truth*.
OR
I must obey Him.