Mars and Venus are at it again. This time, Hephaestus is standing by with a private detective, a photographer, and a lawyer.
Tolerance is a placid contempt.
With every physical pain, my moral fibre unravels a little.
Imagination awakens ambition, then causes it to lose its way.
With decrepitude, longevity has overshot the mark.
The haiku lets meaning float; the aphorism pins it down.