Oming The Yoga Pants Girl: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

I danced with the girl/
in yoga pants, and hoped for/
a chance to om her.

Why She Sat Next To Me: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

I don’t know why she/
needed to sit next to me,/
but I’m glad she did.

If you camp with me,/
then dance with he, don’t expect/
reciprocity.
OR (at 8:05)

If you camp with me,/
then dance with he, don’t expect/
to continue “we”.

When you watch a wish/
walk away, don’t even say/
“Goodbye”. Turn and leave.

They’re precious to me,/
so I use words sparingly/
or creatively.

She likes being an/
oracle. Is that eas’er/
than being a muse?
Or
She likes being his/
oracle. It’s less scary/
than being his muse.

I read where she’d sit/
if she’d come to it but she/
won’t. I feel like shit.

A man must be her/
fan, if only to have dreams/
to still believe in.

If he gave her cash/
each place she went, would she still/
be ambivalent?

If he was handsome/
like George Clooney, would she still/
be much too busy?