Mmm, ham!

dog worries outside
store for shoplifter, then waits
where she left with cops.

hot enough for ya!?
re-peel sticky underwear,
ice-pack labia.

flowers bloom then wilt.
in the fog even the ground
dehydrates quickly.

the sun makes them melt:
divisions between loving,
longing, and losing.

here we go again
now thinking of mellie's hams
got to leave this place

suit actions to words
conscience makes me a coward
I ham it up here

I react by saying
if we take the joke too literally
the bible is thumped and stumped
once again

but He's not human...but He is

God was co-pilot
But then we crashed in mountains
I had to eat Him.

agh! Pepto bismolo!
quickly now, the quick brown
fox died of indigestion

Ah, I know... But the smoker's credo
Which can so often be hidden...
Disdain a habit and you win salvation
Play one as God and your lose your soul
You know the game quite well yourselves

aspiration ahhhhhhhhhhh
dragging on and on and ere
drawn out and deadly

my fragrant ass blast
singed wallpaper, popped tiles
anus is destroyed

in my opinion
assisted ventilation
isn't inspiring

asthma cigarettes
no surgeon gen'ral's warning
on the plastic bag

(psst...Ash, I'm beginning to like your stuff...)...

Djarums like that spiced cider
tasty but, hard to light and
asthmatic, one more nail in me coffin

uncivil servants
made their wage, but didn't warn
the building children

their agent among
me: my warning ignored, for
furthest extent - POW!

spewed in my uggies
I chucked on a pair of socks
tossed uggies in bin

Silkiest warm slide
drives me on in a way that
I was born to do

Blue sky twirls swirling
up the florescent grass
upon neighbor hill

huffing on puffers
rasping like a death rattle
pestilent mucus

sucking lozenges
bronchial inflammation
takes my breath away

something annoying about
victims, but also about Romans
they both taste like chicken to lions

Garciaparra return!
And stop writing on a bad day...
advice to myself

at woollangabba
two days of lions roaring
canetoads crush cockies

you play victim then
you move on and them people
who are in a bad spot, who stepped on you before
wonder why the fuck you don't feel sorry for them

Never killed babies
But seemed to have no problem
Enslaving Humans

as i always say
where there's a will there's mcveigh
now just go away

innocent civil
servants only make a wage
good riddance McVeigh

innocent civil

mcveigh killed babies
he should have warned those kids
and their mothers too

thomas jefferson
revolution advocate
never killed babies

dead and gone. did not
act alone, evacuation
warning left unwarned.

dead done - only meant...
blowing up the building - not
sadist factory.

redmars' adam's edom
twinkles at progeny from
venetian marble

more archeotypes
seen with seeming denial
in earth's naked eyes

feral cats after
snail oysters; mist their chance
during the downpour

mere mountains? - Giza.
if every range was built on
blocks, for all we know

like white owls, moths cling
to radient windows
reflecting the moon

it is earth you must
l l
o l l o
vol ov
evolve
-evo
--ev
---e

waiting has rewards
with patience and attention
there is no waiting

I might wait for you
but would you wait for me ap?
which one would go first?

wait for cable guy
and the A/C repairman
and the body shop

adios Mary
she's leaving on a jet plane
steer clear of bullshit

anonymous mate
stand corrected not haiku
used to count on you

clit pinch
ohh ah spank
spank spank

(erect)

does the crab pincher
tighten on your clit? and claws
finger-flick your slit?

Sea flowers will bloom
and the wind will blow sand dunes
when I'm here with you

Can a crab catch cocks,
in a way similar to
a cock catching crabs?

Sandcrab with a cock.
who is the crustacean in
this relationship?

I put a black box
over the lower region
picture of my crab

Wonderful haiku
is great at the beach, and when
sandcrab has a cock

I asked the crab this
'Why a cock?' The crab replied
'I am a grandma.'