I Confess. I Lied: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Yes, I know I’m a/
dirt bag pig dog and you should/
hate me. Get in line.
OR

Yes, I know I’m a/
fiduche pig dog. To despise/
me, take a number.

Ready Or Not: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

What if I, at last,/
am ready and she, after/
this long wait, is not?

What She Should Do: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

I finished the book /
I started with her*. She should/
read chapter 13.

OR
*She made me start

I’m Repenting: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku

When you stand and preach,/
doesn’t the mem’ry of what/
we did call you out?
OR

When she teaches, why/
doesn’t the memory of what/
we did trigger guilt?

I Won’t Care On Judgement Day: Revolutionary Improv Free Verse

There are many who have done
far worse things
than I have,
who have lived lives
unbecoming of what they should be,
who falsify what
they say they represent,
who are punished less than me.

They don’t care.

When I stand before the great bar,
with my mistakes,
and my sins,
and my lies,
and all the things that I’ve done wrong,
those wrongs which I have tried
so hard
to admit,
acknowledge
accept
and repent of,
will He who is
the great Judge of all look upon me
more kindly
and with more mercy
than He looks at them?

I don’t care.

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Cheesehead Confessions – Diaries And Dairies Both Stink: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

I’ve found diaries./
I left them alone. I’ve learned./
Old dairies stink worse.