To slake your thirst for Culture Snob poetry, as well as the interactive, I have crafted multiple options for haiku based on Lynne Stopkewich’s 1996 movie Kissed.
If you’ve never seen it or heard of it, I think you’ll get the gist pretty quickly. And if you’re a little rusty on the specifications of haiku, it’s a line of five syllables followed by a line of seven syllables and then another line of five.
Please offer finished poems – or more line alternatives – in the comments.
Line 1 or 3:
- Necrophilia
- Necrophiliac
- Death no barrier
- Cold, stiff ecstasy
- Dead intimacy
- Formaldehyde stink
- Intimacy dead
- They can’t feel a thing
- Don’t come a-knockin’
- Sex is a dead end
- Dancing in panties
- Sex is no dead end
- Your beau’s crossing o’er
Line 2:
- Molly Parker likes dead wood
- If this coffin’s a-rockin’
- Compulsion not a desire
- Intimacy will survive
- Rigor mortis is the key
- I like the stiff, silent type
- Funeral-home staff are sick!
- I prefer a dead embrace
- Speak! Please tell me you love me
- Your beau needs to cross over
(Thanks to Bride of Culture Snob for the Deadwood pun.)
My contribution:
Necrophiliac
Intimacy will survive
Your beau’s crossing o’er.
