your muse is a bitch?
Why not make the muse YOUR bitch?
I know it's in you.....
by k_against
i work for my muse
she can be a bitch sometimes
for instance, today
by scott
jesus scott! post
a few bad haiku's why don't you?
How's work anyway?
by k
the garden is fine
what i have a problem with
are the gardeners
by scott
who promised you a
garden of eden? live, die,
pity your children
by Anonymous Poet
Mesopotamia
A
by Anonymous Poet
those fucking bastards
that's all i'm really saying
those fucking bastards
by scott (that last one should have read "delta's omega")
a river of oil
flows through the "cradle of man"
delta omega
by scott (the Valdez was nothing next to this...if you own a SUV, read this article)
queen mum was pickled
in gin for much of her life,
no wonder she smiled
by Anonymous Poet
dick chenney's widsom:
"conservation doesn't work"
Earth First, then we leave?
by scott (sorry for the tirade - this is what happens when I listen to KPFA)
once all the redwoods
have been turned into pulp
i'm guessing we're next
by scott
press in collusion
spread official confusion
right-wing illusion
by scott
bag full of death threats
bomb under the driver's seat
guilty unpunished
by scott
the FBI's lies
are going to bomb out in court
judi bari lives!
by scott (jury selection has begun)
the old queen showed us
the secret to a long life:
vast amounts of dough
by scott
a useless meeting
but one thing came out of it:
loads of bad haiku!
by scott
Bad Haiku,
by Babylon haiku
the newspapers can
finally drop all the crap
she's in the ground now
by realnutteruk of london
I said "no" to sex
and then my hubby became
just another "ex"
by Liz
just say no to drugs
is about as good advice
as say no to sex
by ash
"beware the speedball!"
can you believe they have banned
dodgeball in the schools?????
by the Teach
beware the speedball
end up like john belushi
or river phoenix
by ash
yes and I think that
'volumizing hair-spray' says
something important
by Anonymous Poet
for ap's next haiku
heroin and cocaine the
cocktail of the stars
by k
Shakelton is on
(not that it's all that great) but...
guess I'll watch the rest
by Agnieszka Krajewska...night Scott
candlelight and sex
afterwards this girl does sleep
like a %&*# babe
by Agnieszka Krajewska
a syllable short...
i forgot to adjust for
daylight savings time
by scott (i don't know what this means either)
sedatives and booze:
the sleeping aid preferred by
most dead rock stars
by scott
don't forget to pee
daddy's last admonishment
before any trip
by Agnieszka Krajewska
i forgot the "p"
told ya i was fuckin' drunk
it's valium, now
by ap
*G*
by totally guessing...forgot a beat...Whoopi
if not Whoopi
possibly some late night host
(maybe John Stewart)
by totally guessing
half an hour of
sparkling entertainment
spread over four hours
by scott, quoting some curmudgeon re: the Oscars...anyone know the source?
Oscar at Oscars
"been standing 'round way too long
...every year gets worse."
by Max
"i love it because
it's trash" - Oscar the Grouch
he would love this site
by scott
Oscar at customs
"I have nothing to declare
except my genius."
by A. Musing (sorry couldn't resist)
we are all in the
gutter, but some of us are
looking at the stars
by if Oscar Wilde wrote haiku (scott)
astronomical
wish upon a falling star
hope that it comes true
by Boston gal to mellie
next week outta here
Rocky Mountains -- no subway!
(zero wampum left)
by Boston gal does spring-thing
rare phenomenon
heavens above I can't wait
wappa falls for me
by mellie
antihistamines
a slug of chloral hydrate
and a good lie down
by ash
mexican downers
benzodiazepinos
you can't stop at juan
by ash
Hideous infant,
Cast into this haiku world,
mox who is not mox
by Anonymous Poet
i am fuckin' drunk
twenty megs diazeam
to super dreamland
by ap
a half hour trip
took an hour and a half...
i got in at 3
by scott of Daylight Savings Zone (doo doo doo doo)
puritanical
blue-fingered hands push our clocks
daylight saving(s) time
by Boston gal would rather not
Veins push from his skin
It was like that when he woke
Greg's weiner is broke
by Allen B.
I see you Slater
With your torn jeans and mullet
My Bayside Man-boy
by Allen B.
President of ours
You are on the dollar bill
With your ivory teeth.
by Allen B.
