filthy orifce
your head is in the gutter
filling up manholes

Craving to vanish...
an absence would be blissful
- seek adventure - life

twice vexed by gonzo
hunter s. thompson resides
at ground zero in my soul
(I wish!!!)

twiced vexed by ronin
ap chased scott to blue yonder
as ash to ashes

ap like soft paper
pretty in the roller, up
until the stain comes

I think I do like
it better when I write 5
7, 5...you're right!

Ill will cleaned up
ocean breeze and salt smell still
and smoking to it......

the sack with ronin and
friends sinks in the icy stream
Ah! fresh autumn breeze

floating on the clouds;
your soft belly, breasts sway
and roll as I strain

janis please bring back
the endless scroll - easier
to bypass the chat

(pages and pages of 97% crap)

..yes forms do vary
...but basically it is
....five seven five

(counting pedestrian
...american haiku)

......you inflame me goat
your true colours doth reflect
......your innards' rottings

....(i'd eat you raw on sight)

Tis time for slumber
As I leave please remember
I do love you still

(boo-hoo-hoo)

i cannot but tell
which one will hit first, my head
above or below

I injured Indy
Now a huge void dwells within
I wish for death fast

At the verge of war
As unsure and uncertain
Paranoia is fed

my apologies
to goats and monkeys et. al.
my love is indy

(really, how could you doubt my love?)

disgusted and tired
walking down the crowded street
hoofs already thin

(take it easy on him guys, chill out, har har)

........finally helpless
...in the fix that he is in
......he gives in to her

(common dude, the lady's
...waiting for your mew)

pasta and chicken
turkey, goose, eggs and turtles
But goats? No way, I love goats!

(tee-hee, look, I'm blushin)

........goat in the city?
now i have seen everything
.....herd him in you guys

..........THERE!

...........14544
indelibly bears the print
..of the waif goat-herd

my apologies
to janis, but can poetry
make goats run away?

in love's arena
alas, a victim am I
captured like a rabbit

(still trying to remember if I've got balls,
where are those balls anyway?)

this site should come with
.....a mental institution
for those who break down

(believing they are goats)

.......straining to resist
.he holds back his bad haiku
...cold sweats on his brow

..(shepherding goats wasn't
more difficult till haiku came)

......goat meat is tender
when cooked in a spicy broth
.....our jewel knows how

maids in uniform
in mecca march dogs in tow
bonnets in their heads

(ahhh, sorry, gotta borrow from AI, mecca, mechanical as opposed to orga, organic?)

.....i told the goat dude
who's currently indisposed
..with a nerve breakdown

the girl with a ball
was chased by the goat, to where,
i can

pancakes and syrup
french vanilla coffee mug
and one yellow rose

......boiled fresh turtle eggs
goes well with fried deep-sea fish
.........and cuttlefish soup

goat a capricorn
hollow horn, related to sheep
chewing on grasses

(gosh, i could not write definition no. 2, i'm inluv, you see)

that's: "depriveD" i mean

AN EMOTIONAL STABILITY
......EVALUATION TEST

.....deprive of his home
..he is naturally stressed
....longing to come back

..(oh how he hates goats)

fumbling and rising
the curse of Sisyphus
persist pestering

(promise, i'll be a real good kinder dummy!)

binge on potato
and add some carcass
stench reaches L.A.

.....A SECRET CODICIL
TO HIS CURRENT PROFILE

.....at night, he vaguely
.reaches out for his laptap
.....and checks on haiku

............(goatcha!)

what tastes good is bad
why it is not in gumbo
escapes my dim mind

(remember you wished bad cholesterol
should all be dumped to bittermelon?)

what a full belly
can do, but weighed down to think
how to stop the binge

sizzling pork steak served
with baked beans and potato
better dine than late

furious wind batters
wrath of nature very clear
leaves bow down in shame

....A CURRENT PROFILE

.he eats bread and cheese
and cuts wood at the forest
....without bath for days

....(his goats come first)

..AHH LOVE IS IN THE AIR

......go follow your heart
chase him at the ends of the
.........alpian mountains

(where mountain goats feed)

the graceful three trunk
spreads into flirting branches
focused on heaven

clumped leaves grouping
high or low, this side or that
reaching out to God

....nice move there indy
now that's a frontal assault
.....at the center game

three pink roses bloom
a solitary dew bead
dawn offers its gift

(oops, there i go again with "you're")

..LATEST KNN UPDATE

....k's been run over
...........by a 747
tried to ride the wheels

(and save on the fare)