Proof arrhythmic: white men can dance – – revolutionary improv haiku

I’m living proof that/
A white man CAN dance when he/
ain’t got no rhy… thm.

Said while passing the nurses’ station, following my failed heart ablation procedure… They say they are going to “put it on the board.”
Followed by my quip:
“I’ll be up all evening$!”

Patch Adams I’m not: Revolutionary blogging prose

After fasting for several meals before my heart procedure, I finally got to eat. I put two slices of orange between my gums and teeth. When the nurse came in and ask how I was doing, I said “My teeth hurt when I smile.”
Then I smiled at her.
She asked: “Do they only hurt when you eat? or all of the time?”
I said: “It was a joke, See?” And I smiled even more broadly at her so she could see the orange rinds.
“Oh.”
Ouch.

Pre-surgery shave: revolutionary improvers haiku lament

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

Breathe Deep and Hold: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

At Jah hospital,/
Brand-new experiences./
Duuuuuuuude! I did inhale!

I’m Good With Babies: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

My hospital room’s/
next to the nurs’ry. It’s not/
fair. Can I hold them?

Strawberry Shake And A Hat Out Of Anything: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The next best part of/
a hospital stay is lots/
of good food and hats.

Hospital Socks: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The best part about/
hospitals is that I get/
a new pair of socks.