YOU ME

1. e4 e5
2. Nf3 Nc6
3. Bb5 d3

there you are at last, just you wait for the rest
still clammering their way in, hands bloodied but
spirits high and unrepentant...to the end!!

so where is ronin?
is he really crucified
or just hanging out?

i sit on the grass leaves falling on my dress
looking at the horizon, where my Ronin is
i sit confused and wondering why this good man
is pilloried and crucified, and my heart bleeds

again im faced with pain, beating and poking
I stay, head held up, gritting my teeth;
Oh, dear daughter of Job!
Do I drink from my father's cup?

people of the world unite!
Ronin's good!
Say what you want to say
Let the party begin!

ooh mama hair stands
on end when you start throwing
your words through cyber space

he pulls her head back
an irresistable curve
arcs her neck to him

leaves red like apples
dance on dying golden grass
the cool earth calls them

slicker hood thrown back
mouth open face to the sky
tongue pelted with rain

tell me something good
tell me that you like it, yeah
tell me something good

so crime doesn't pay?
sure it does, just don't expect
dental insurance

amazing how it
was so easy to topple
a first world country

it's the opposite
of economy of scale
this isn't Cosco

the artful poet
respecting economy
keeps it short and sweet

this is really bad
the virus is spreading fast
janis, do something!

Morgan Weissman I love you
because you're so cute, funny and fine
do you like me no you never have because
you're a jerk. You don't like me because of
the color of my skin and I'm not your type.
Well FUCK YOU!!! Hi Rebekah.

Morgan Weissman I love you
because you're so cute, funny and fine
do you like me no you never have because you're a jerk. You don't like me because of the color of my skin and I'm not your type. Well FUCK YOU!!! Hi Rebekah.

San Juan Hill, good good!
And you thought I never read your
words (well mostly ....)

To moxie, please halt.
A thought or two will suffice,
keep off the speed girl..

destroyers of words
the angel of death of thought
poetic a-bomb

it amazes me
how many things can be said
in five-seven-five

2 afghanis on maneuvers
1 sez:"never been here before"
2 sez:"yes you have, we were bombed"

1:"that's why the rocks
look different - kind of
like the arrangement"

at first it seems cruel
how we mistreat poor moxie
then tolerance fades...

hateful little man,
publicly exposing his
nasty secret soul

with words as scalpels
we cut out the moxie to
let the website live

we think mox is some
emerging, virulent form
of cyber cancer

sorry forgot bout
the counting but looking back
what's with moxie dude?????

Look at that guy in
neon pants, he makes me laugh.
oh, he stopped dancing.

californians-
up north it,s "hella" down south
it's all "man" and "dude"

"sweet, dude" said the dumb
kid with fake dreads and a drum.
"sweet" reply his friends.

nuclear winter
might counteract the effects
of global warming

obvious suspect
not osama, but condit
he had the motive

i'm off to ny
bitches will be happy soon
a true patriot

many young women
mourning lost husbands, lovers
they will need sex soon

Moxie is now executed...
back to regular programming
thank you

blocked and still
it was meant to be
this moment of illumin

she's smoking sighing
sad swollen suffocating
stifled stunning still

you may tear me apart
take my soul
for shoes, 45 bucks for drugs
a bland stare, gang colors
how liberal of me not to own a glock

someone has paid first
already, if that's such a big deal
then clean the damn shirt!

i laugh at moxie
shirt gets coca cola spill
bastard will pay now

How many times have
I said I'd rather do myself
in than do many things?

ah, so your mother is
home with the big guy
nothing to do with that!

you can do my mom
we gotta dig her up first
but you can do her

I haven't done your mom
i won't do your mom
she's your mom

does grandma have a cock?
probably not but
it's a fine punchline

good haiku mox!
strong images and effort.
does your mom swallow?

if it's the end
then why fret that
it's little, and it too shall pass