I'm enthralled by you,
And all the things that you do.
I tell myself I don't want you back...
Withdrawal symptoms when it's you I lack.
See, you are my greatest addiction,
Unbelievable, like a work of fiction.

As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved
in her laughter and being part of it, until her
teeth were only accidental stars with a talent
for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps,
inhaled at each momentary recovery, lost finally
in the dark caverns of her throat, bruised by
the ripple of unseen muscles. An elderly waiter
with trembling hands was hurriedly spreading a
pink and white checked cloth over the rusty
green  iron table, saying: ‘If the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden,
if the lady and gentleman wish to take their tea
in the garden…’ I decided that if the shaking
of her ******* could be stopped, some of the
fragments of the afternoon might be collected,
and I concentrated my attention with careful
subtlety to this end.

Imagination
Is all that is required
To write a haiku.

Living the teenage dream,
Although everything is not as it may seem.
I don't really want to be pedantic,
But let's make this a matter of semantics.

Come on, give this dog a bone,
Because nobody truly wants to be alone.
In the past, I always wanted to fit in,
No matter the cost, no matter the sin.

However, with this new beginning of mine,
I'm sure that I'll make it just fine.

The coefficient of my sadness
Is greater than the square root of my madness.
My thoughts are quadratic,
My actions are enigmatic;
My aim is to perplex,
Now all I have to do is solve for x.