a haiku
Me slaying all day
Unlike no slayers who they
Don't slay but side eye
a limmerick
The sky is blue
The birds who flew
Bumped their heads into
My window that is now too
Broken like the birds that flew
a freeverse
It is a hot day
The ice cream melts my heart
The way you did last summer
But like you, it has to go
It has places to be in