it was you who one day wrote a haiku br and she counted br on the strictest 575 br or the 57577 count br br you do not really know what haiku is br you just like to write br and say anything your heart wants to say br in your brokenness br br nurturing day and night your broken heart br when she left you for another uglier man br this really hurts br br you are smart br the next day, the title of your poem changed br br non-haiku for you br how can i argue? br br with a smart broken-hearted ass?br br RIC S.