we all quiet down
like mice hiding in the walls
when we hear your steps

thank you for this board
i hope it's still all okay
you know what what i mean?

All the strange events
I just don't know what to say
About this horror

Two Minute Dash

Does anyone else
Have a class that has started?
I'm soooo fucking late!


pardon my french, my spanish ain't so bad though.

Bad means bad???

Bad means good Haiku
But good means good Haiku? Scot!
Help me out here, bud!

Mr. Pluckingstoop Snoopington

What's in a name? ... tell
Detrimental for all life?
Your parents ' to blame!!!

Mature Misunderstanding

If I say "Fuck you!"
let's not get literal here.
I just don't like you.

Pubescent Misunderstanding

If it looks like snot
But you know it's really not
Then you say "It's not"

Some Crappy Wordplay

If it starts with "f-"
and it ends with "-artistic":
Gassy Masterpiece!

so r u a p ?
or was that incorrectly
it's a mystery

i'm so sorry ap
for having rhymed you with crap
but i guess shit hap......

perhaps, yes, perhaps
what an unfortunate rhyme
crap? i like lap better

oh but for an "H'
my bad haiku is just crap
i gotta go pee

bad haiku is like,
pandora's box? or maybe
Shrodinger's catbox

i've got to tell you
i've been mistaken before
and will be again

but downed for the count
incorrect this occasion
thought ap rhymes with crap

honor demands it -
with the seppuku dagger
i'll write my last line...

once I thought ay pee
and made the same quaint error
now say ap like lap

and worst of all scott
I thought mox could be a gal
not an alien

Yin and Yan + Two Points
Contrasted by black and white
Which is good and bad?

Evil can be bliss
Goodness can get evil sometimes
Relativity

Damn Einstein, now dead
Never clarified anything,
And stuck out his tongue 8^

it's better to rule
in hell, of course, than to serve
at golden arches

Virtous bastard
Perched high and almighty -
The Devil Himself

well, i would be wrong
if it's "ap" and not "ay pee"
...so which one is it?

it just reminds me
of captain cook's damaged ship
...not a god at all

five fingers each hand
tap them on ya desk scottie
then count it again

Master is faultless
are you missing a digit?
well tap ya foot then

What was it again?
No, not that, impossible...
Maybe...probable?

i must clarify
that was excessive gloating
had server errors

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club.

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club.

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club

i've lived to see it:
ash miscounted syllables!
welcome to the club

pink and swollen lips
welcome ap's softest kisses
perhaps she shaved it ?

A long ahead stretch
Blurred lines whizzing by
- - - - - - - - Z O O O O O O O O M - - - - - - - - STOP
Right down the center

Stands above: Coyote
Founded to always be there
Road Runner on-the-move

pink and swollen lips
welcome my softest kisses
good thing she saved it

A submitted heart
Left in the dust after love
Got the "Too boring."

carrion birds ride
dry thermal escalators
and craw "downsizing!"

pearls drip from mushroom
lovely necklace for her work
she wears it to church

lost in thought I sit
now beside her in the pew
glazed look on my face

the cloven hoof was
about power, jackboots and
such was Hitler kids...

so the stones came up
the tower built up on blood
and iron and so

the thunder came down
and the swastika fell
the falling tower

I laughed and you looked
down at your shirt and dribbled
some homemade ice cream

leyton's got the legs
sampras says he's got the legs
of an old man now

young gun yanked the prize
pistol whipped poor pete
looked cataleptic

A few years older,
much, much colder, they do behold her,
For whom they sigh!

anaerobic reek
much sweeter than reeking buns
possibly the same

noise coming from throat
slut has opened hers so wide
his lust gushes in

feculent worm doo
writhing recycling maelstrom
anaerobic reek

the lone haikuist
if there be no more haiku
who won't read them then

trying's not so hard
but achieving sure can be
better give up then

intoxication
from under the influence
to over the top

take my breath away
and bring me back another
to do it again

open wide our throats
choruses of lust rising
harmoniously