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can you dig the moon
now my dreams are realized
wow a long shovel

yes that is my nose
i simply loath bananas
shut up that is mean

pigeons on the roof
pollaking windshield canvass
time to buy a cat

gain understanding
the paradigms always
equal twenty cents

No one seems to know
that black plumey smoke means that
Bangkok is on fire

I climbed to the top
and above the flavor brown
one, maybe two, stars

Feet lay in the street
clipped off by the passing cars
left to feed the dogs

Swift flick of the wrist
and twist of the pelvis shot
a bananna out

I knew it divine--
orange glowing monk flossing
at the gas station

My Jimmy Hedrix
experience has occured
behind the Starbucks

Mangey Bankok dog,
you are only out-numbered
by motorcycles

yeahyeahyeah

Droopy, hangy teets
with a look left and then right
Bangkok dog crosses

Yellow sticks of gum
pom-poms shaking in Bangkok--
Lipton Tea Dancers

what would Chicken John
do? you should ask that question
instead, carny's rule!

sleep deprivation
I wouldn't mind it so much
if it followed sex

What would jesus do?
They use light bulbs as weapons
Balance transfer works.

I sit quitely
listening to the pounding
will they come for me?

still louder it gets
strange tongues, strange footsteps approach
cave walls splattered red

Haiku disclaimer:
toronto has two syllables
just like so: TRON - TOE

toronto skyline from
transient's house juxtaposes
tower and churches

i watch you sleeping
pregnant tummy like a globe
snoring obscenely

it's my turn for now
you'll get your insomnia
when the milk come in

...AN ODE TO SKYLINES

.touching people's hearts
in moments quite eternal:
...beauty etched in soul

summer mountain dew
fills the toronto skyline:
...two haiku'rs in love

.... who's irving layton
is he my beloved k's man
....does he sing as well

.(with a score above 98?)

..hey ash dude it's you
a master of haiku poems
...the old and the new

..(what you've been doin
.......lately, if at all)

two hours gone
to that place wasted
time goes to

preparing to sing
my first song, the mic gives me
an electric shock

..........skyline pigeon fly
towards the dreams that you left
..........so v'ry far behind

...........i wake up in the
...mornin' to the smell of new
.....mawn hay to laugh and...

..(ola scott mi amigo, que pasa)

snow like pillow down
settles over the city
in april no less!

a new barlow lens
totally overcast skies
divine comedy

for irving layton
i cut out my eyes and tongue
now i read no poems

get with the program
17 syllable chat
you hie off wildly

the second coming?
nah, this rough beast comes around
every now and then

welcome back, ronin
the prodigal son returns
.................and still prodigal......................................................

.......me llamo ronin
como esta? soy muy bien
...tambien por siempre

*sigh*

do I have time to
"hie" off somewhere? I "hie" off
lots, but not with strange

rs

........just call me r babe
so like do you have some time
......to hie off somewhere

..(for cappucino or something)

...........the Gun is loaded
and now aimed at this place called
..........the old Bethlehem*

.......(*or world or whatever)

is the gun loaded?
if isreal is the trigger
then the guns to the

head, of the World

........hi there baby j/k
yours is not a heart of stone
.......after all, oh yeah

hey ronin, you might
want to stop taking the drug
ecstasy...it helps

see you around, babe

...our tongues enmeshed
our bodies tightly entwined
.....and then i wake up

(vaguely dreaming of that
......skyline...and you)

........quivering at first
..you slowly respond to me
......with utmost passion

(throwing caution to thewind)

......and then i kiss you
the world melts into nothing
........there is only you

...........gently i lift your
cheek and pull your lips up close
....feeling your sweet breath

........holding your left(?) hand*
my right arm wraps 'round your waist
............feeling your behind


........(*-with my left hand, too)

........beside your window
watching the skyline makes me
.........feel quite romantic