I was at Tara's house today and she had a wall full of haiku, and though she is doubtless much more practiced and skilled, it inspired me to share some of mine.

I am not your drug-
I long to be a scalpel
To cut out the wound

We run into crowds
All God's people alone together
Ill in body and mind

Blame Eve for it all
The apple 50 cents a pound
Sin is now on sale