Beltaine giving way
To real emotions, new clean ones
Funk melting to grass

If you've fallen in
love rather than lust then a
shared shake is what digs special.

I love you today
and probably tomorrow
beyond that... who knows?

A new start and a
clean slate. But still the old marks
you can still outline

Drinking Moxie is
one of those things that people
drink in tradition

I can tell that the
blues are caused by some excess
and a depression

casanova p1:

girl if we made love
i would perform listlessly
burping up ham gas

i'd come right away
in a creepy high pitched voice
screaming mommy noooo

casanova p2:

then i'd start crying
the pale flab that covers me
jiggling like jello

then my heart would stop
clutching my chest i'd say blaaarg
shitting in the bed

We must be growing
Apart. I've been trying to
Remember your name

Have you seen my car?
Dude? It is a white Grand-Am
No... seriously.

Cinco de Mayo!
Rejoice! for someone stills lies
Tangled in my sheets

amphetamine birds
sing like the choir on speed
damn just that one crow

tap tap bedroom door
son says, dad lets go fishin'
man, this is livin'

sunday morning i
awaken sore and sticky
lord, bless this woman

it was the hope of
all we might have been.. that fills
me with hope to wish

but now the sun shines
cold, and all the sky is grey
all I wish is gone

"Why are you letting
go? I feel you pulling back,
feel you changing shape."

another moment
will break my heart. too many
tears, too many times.

suddenly she slows,
looks up at my breaking face.
"why are you crying?"

how did we get this
far apart? I thought this love
would last forever

one oh one oh one
and the two after that one
don't belong to me

oh curs'ed name thief
leave my handle well alone
or submit treasures

he had a birthday
he knows how to celebrate
best present ever

Gas boils from below
Race to the toilet to shit
In the nick of time

it's chilly, i light
a fire, blackdog sighs and flops;
peace beyond reason

the soft white curtains
stir, sleeping black dog twitches
smelling spring bunnies?

running through meadows
with no fences; spring grasses
ripple; tickle nose

rain just light enough
to stir the dust; spring perfumes
drift through the window

my name is david
i can write a bad haiku
cause i am special

No you can't write it
because of two minutes down
on the time load

oh my eyes have seen
the glory of the cuming
of the unnngh load! Yeah!

I can't write
a
fucking haiku

To put all through Hell
Is the timeless foolishness
Of pain loves partners

Beltaine took over
The winds were at her feet and
She formed her green mantle

green grass, spring flowers
winter's poo fetish is gone
reborn, I garden

face turns deep crimson
impacted poo holding its owm
pushing way too hard

Oh Bull...Trent is an
So is my friend Pancho and
He keeps me in line...

Damn... I will figure
it out sooner or later
if I cared that is

Ah, I think no, erm
Elvis debates with Regis
Who I belong to

you must be the love
child of Jack Handy and miss
Kathy lee Gifford

Thank you non-haiku
writer. Nice to have you here
for comic relief!

Ok, this is foolish
Talking to self and the moon
as if it were God
in Camden...

So why do you feel that way...
Scraping psychology pad
Mmmhmm, mhhmmm, nuts as they go

Don't keep Me longer

Mox, only anchor
toilet poets; I keel-haul
barnicle scrapers.

divine kamikaze evangelical
stands killing Bible, killing faith
and interrupting traffic

sleeping with the fishes am i?
I hope I am wearing protection
Does Trojan do well for Mer stuff?

oh, it must be good!
it's about me! it's about
Time! oops, gotta go!

I would have ta remind me, (no excuses)

Moody's, ayuh...
Gonna go dig some clams
fight over lobstahs in Friendship
tear a church door down, ayuh
Lobstergangs are fine
and I'm an evil poet wannabe

She has strawberries
and cream, but boo used me as
ballast...I'm sure they
can ship em down on
a sub, the McKenzie Bros
Survived the deeps with Beer...

Stupid is good, chaos is better...

take a peek at the
peak peck that peaked when I got
piqued, echo Pike's Peak

-ohhhh! I'm-mmmm- cumming-gushshsh