If clown could die now...
...He would never close his eyes...
...Darkness is far worse...
by Rick Lark Lance of Hells Asylum, Cell 44...
mr. gosh can't see
lenore will never love him
a dead, dumb fucktard
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
moonlight on the net
where fore art thou, juliet?
bring my wallet back!!!!
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
I got lost in my house
Must be the acid
Where'd my acid go?
by Chandler of blah
Discarded Mucous
Hot summer sidewalk
Dog licked it up
by Gary B of Orange County
Fision, solar
Its all the same
Powers industrial vibrator.
by Gary B. of Orange County
I lost some weight
Must be the worm
Ill go eat
by Chandler of Orange County
My heart sprinkles with joy
Warm apple pie
Bad gas
by Cydnee & Chandler of Orange County
I can smell my feet
carnations with a splash of sweat
The summer
by Chandelr of Orange County
lingering sadly;
i wait for just one more word
but i am ignored.
by Mary Jane Starling of some psychiatric ward
icetea & FR
by juliet c. of where the WW was invented
worker bees can leave
even drones can fly away
the queen is their bitch
by juliet c. of where the WW was invented
spank the kitten, yay
spank their guts, that is not right! O.0
see the spiders smile ?
by juliet c. of where the WW was invented
the muscles all stretch
gaping hole...bottomless pit
power of goatse
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
the black lodge is near
dwarf in red dances around
laura is still dead
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
smoke rings in the air
empty molson's bottles drop
topias are here!
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
the letch brothers make
crimson rivers flow all down
autopsy table
by KittenGuts13 & Kidcarcass of Central Silent Hill
good once-better twice!
by axl
fuckin' right thinking
there are tons of hot sales girls
at sears cosmetics
by axl hose
fuckin' right thinking
there are tons of hot sales girls
at sears cosmetics
by axl hose
i see a yellow blur
brown logs land on grass so green
dance on Pikafecal, dance on!
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
a rose for my beloved
alas, she does not smell as sweet
maybe i'll bury her tomorrow
by KittenGuts13 of Central Silent Hill
dumped like so much trash,
i write an anguished poem.
it's sold to Hallmark.
but i take solace
knowing that there's always more
for your life at Sears.
by scott of hh
Oscar Wilde wrote,
"hearts are made to be broken".
So are soup crackers.
by scott of heartbreak hotel
one two three four five
one two three four five six sev...
hey, fuck you seven!
by Demons
nitrogen causes
lightning electric color
purple flashing sky
by ap
the slings and arrows
of outrageous bad haiku
cannot break my bones
i am of rubber
my detractors made of glue.
bad haiku to you.
by scott, here to stay
2 hot broads write me
Sexy, hot, fuck, wet, Haikus
Pajama Screw Fest!
by Kackarott
Scott find some new room
Scott find a new place to dwell
Scott never look back
by mellie
Scotty Too Hotty
That "WORM" thing you do is dumb
Time for a new move
by Fuzzy of Wash, DC
repetitive works
arts busting masters reflect
grandma has a cock
by ash
ripping and burning
new chair is vibrating hummmmm
got some new gear
by mellie
two little wontons
resemble two human brains
floating in my soup
by cenobyte of regina
The cat, yes you sir,
You read my words and see
What I want you too
by Dr.Claw
you claim to follow
a theme like the great masters.
they'd bust your ass too.
by anonymous again of hh, #43
poets can flame me
but that doesn't make me ash
i'm me already
by ash
following a theme
i get flamed by a psycho
with heated passions
i know you wrote it
i wrote something like it too
don't let it dis ya
by ash
just coincidence -
the CD burner image?
write your own haiku!
"i nearly burned her
a CD of all love songs.
glad my burner died."
ash, i don't know you,
but don't mess with me, buddy.
you'll get burned for real.
by scott (formerly anonymous) of heartbreak hotel, room #43
burning with desire
i'd like a cd writer
to record my love
by ash
thirty six hours
without any sleep at all.
i'll write bad haiku.
why don't I call her?
no, i think I'll wait until
3 AM or so.
the moon's reflection
intrudes into this haiku.
get lost, stupid moon.
by still anonymous of heartbreak hotel
I watch the wave, one after the other, and wonder why the came and where they went
by Andrew
i nearly made her
a CD of all love songs.
glad my burner died.
by Anonymous Poet of heartbreak hotel
I feel that all the things
I've said here are irreedeemable so
I got to go because if I don't
where's my quiet life I long for!!!!!!
by Moxie
My prayer is that some
crazy realization can be
made tween Goddess and Mox
by Moxie
