If you splice it up right, it sort of is Haiku.

I eat because I’m

unhappy, and I’m

unhappy because I eat.

Works at least in my own official rulebook of Haiku–maybe not by others. I read, I see 15 sylbs., two ideas, intertwined, but cut, all that jazz. Kigo, not really. I don’t know, I’m liberal on Haiku, I’m gonna count it. Fat Bastard made it happen. It’s, like, one of the most memorable lines, by far. It’s a Super Haiku.