Today I will write
only in haiku because
then I sound so wise.
for
sonofgodzillaOh, feline purrers
what do you know of hardship?
I ache for your paws.
for
automated_aliceCaptain Jack Sparrow
your eyeliner is pretty.
All the boys agree.
So. Snakes on a plane.
"Do as I say and you live,"
-- Sam L. Jackson, bitch.
Adrian, sleeping.
I could tickle him but I
want to keep my teeth.
I lost something big.
A world through a wormhole. Got
it back all damaged.
I lost three big things.
An army; a way to think;
my war-scarred mother.
Religion and faith.
One, I lost. The other is
under my blue skin.
Don't tell me it's theft,
they all want to give their hearts
to me. The body's free.
Electricity
instead of blood. I wonder
if I'm sane at all.
Dismantled the wolves,
exhaled the universe to
be left on a beach.
Between extinctions -
me and paper. My morals
hostage to this choice.
Weapons, so useless
against words. Ancient wolves chase
people, not their guns.
Call the police and
get a doctor in a box
of four dimensions.
Becky is so tired.
Why will she not stop writing?
Wisdom's addictive.
Anyways, night all. I'm off to bed. Want a custom Becky-made haiku? Leave a request in the comments.
Hmm, this is the closest thing to fan fiction I've written in forever - maybe there should be a new sort of fic - Haiku!fic - the new drabble!
ETA:two new Doctor Who haikus. This is proving addictive, and problematically serious.