I wrote this poem.
Five, seven, five syllables.
I haiku. Do you?
(So I bought comics.
I thought I would review them
in haiku. Just 'cause.)
Batman 663:
Not sure what to think.
Cool art, over-the-top prose.
Guess there's two options:
If Bad:
Pretty art, weak prose;
Hey there, God of All Comics!
Don't quit your day job.
If Good:
Pulpnovelriffic!
Joker's a scary mofo.
Clickety-clack-tack.
Casanova #7:
Sex, death, mayhem, joy.
A mite convoluted, though.
Roll on volume two.
Casanova #7 backmatter:
Matt Fraction? You're cool.
You get the writing process.
Sorry for your loss.
Godland #16:
Expositiony,
but incomprehensible.
Still-got it for free!
Nextwave #12:
Kick! 'splode! MOBABIES!
Nextwave is love. No. Was love.
Marry me, Warren.
Shazam! Monster Society of Evil #1:
With one magic word-
Shazam! Jeff Smith brings wonder.
Captain Marvel's back.
Thunderbolts #111:
All-out action ish!
Turns out Jack Flag can be cool.
Oh shit! Bazooka!**
**Always use this line
to end your haikus well:
"Oh shit! Bazooka!"