Another haiku about another change of heart

i break
then build the bridge across
my hands to myself

Ian Row

my name in pencil
planning for contingency
or date-in-waiting

Ian Row

the 'curb myself' blues
sing a song of imperfection
i want it to be true

Ian Row

Alas, dear reader,
There’s something I’m not telling
You about myself.

Thomas Knauer