Why Don’t I Write? Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

When pain like this rips/
my heart apart sometimes there/
are just no words left.

I Don’t Know Where To Go: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

It is time to leave./
What direction? I dont know./
We must start somewhere.

I once built a cairn./
She knocked it down. Now I’ve fixed/
a sculpture of sticks.

Ice-watered veins and/
closed-up hearts are ultimate/
leaving languages.

I just wanted you
To want me regardless of
Opportunities.

Marvel not at my/
poetic silence, ‘cuz the/
bully pulpit’s closed.

I’m still alone when/
she won’t phone from Salt Lake or /
San Antone. I moan.
OR
Why moan?

The full moon is out. /
Otis croons soulful romance./
I don’t even care.

You crave my touch, yet/
your vocal silence strongly/
sets up barriers.

You crave my touch, yet/
your thoughtless silence sets up/
walls and barriers.

If I can’t love you/
and grow with you forever,/
then what is the point?