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.