A/N: More haikus :) These have been collecting dust in my hard drive for a while, figured I'd go ahead and post them. Just like the first chapter, there's no plot or continuity here, and the tones of these are all over the place—so read each haiku as if it stands alone. Because it does. Even if there are a few in a row from the same pov that seem to go together.

Same format—Batsy's pov on the left, Joker's on the right. Let me know what you think.


Work those shadows, Bats—
wear the night like a g-string!
…Can I take it off?

Infuriating—
always underneath my skin—
right where you belong.

Don't try to save me,
I don't need your salvation.
I am who I am.

Darkly hypnotic,
a walking poem, leaving
chaos in your wake.

x

Unspeakable word—
a chasm between us we
pretend not to see.

x

Palpable tension—
atmosphere electrified
as our souls collide.

x

Just one more bullet—
it wouldn't have hurt this much…
I could've been free…

Just one more bullet—
we never would've had this
Isn't chaos great?

x

No, I don't wonder
what I would do without you—
I know what I'd do…

We always knew that
this couldn't last forever—
nothing ever does.

No—open your eyes—
Open them! Look at me! Breathe!
...This can't be the end…

x

This isn't the end—
not by a long shot, Batsy.
I will make them pay.

x

They took him from me—
never got to say goodbye…
THIS. CITY. WILL. BURN.

It's my fault, again,
I should've seen this coming.
His smile will haunt me.

I'll never leave you,
even after you're gone, Bats—
there is no after...

Haunted by your lips—
Their promises, threats… and smiles,
My favorite ghost

x

Phantasmagoric—
two haunted souls reflected
in each other's eyes

Alone again now—
meaningless and empty; a
blank dictionary

Wish I could quit you,
but it's far too late for that.
You're my addiction.


I got really morbid with some of these, implying that Batman or Joker or both had died. Oh well.

Do I really need to point out that I borrowed a certain line from Brokeback Mountain? :)

Also, the line "there is no after" was respectfully borrowed from KitCat Italica's story "Death." If you like my B/J stories, go read hers too, cause they're unbelievably awesome. And we both love getting reviews (hint hint) :)