Haiku

I met a woman who loved haiku. She was always willing to teach someone about them. These have a 5-7-5 pattern.

Monsignor

seeing man in white
thinking he is more than man
greeting him as God

Flesh

my flesh starts to rise
swelling with my sin and shame
straining from my soul

Untitled

I have pain in me
it is moist and sickly red
festers deep inside