six hours of poker
eighteen beers while joints fly by.
dawn squeezes our heads
by Scott of Alton,
I carry burdens
of guilt upon my back
Atlas understands
by Scott of Alton,
Epic 5-7-5
Boy meets girl, have kid
then marriage, bastard dies young
WAR! girl gets letter
by Scott of Alton,
Earthquakes, Hurricanes
Infestation, Destitude
Damn my Cable''s out!
by Scott of Alton,
night; the lake reflects
fast orange light from the trash
burning on the shore
by Lollywood Bongrider
blue prism glasses
ten years dead in a black hole
still sculpting cold mud
by Hollywood Bonfire
prototypical
rotting fruit on the one side
sand on the other
by Hollywood Bonfire
my big teddy bear
my brother named you billy
go in peace my friend
by Hollywood Bonfire
I`m delighted by
the dialogue of porn films.
I feel so alone..
by Scrunty Hardbody
''How`d you like that, bitch?''
''I like it... a lot! Harder!''
''Tell me, are you tight?''
by Scrunty Hardbody
''Frottage'' is three sylls.
See, the third A is silent.
And invisible..
by Scrunty Hardbody
What`s the appeal with
Japanese Nurse Bondage Porn?
Leather Tubigrip?
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
That crazy Jason
Doesn''t he know that sheepskins
Are just so pass
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Her teeth were whiter
Than the inside of a fresh
Bird`s Eye Fish Finger
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
But surely "Frottage"
Is only two syllables
Which meanss one`s missing
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
These little square keys
Are sprung more tightly than a
Really springy thing
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
I sincerely think
That we''d be happier if
We were all Vikings
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Paris boinked Helen.
Achillis, Patrolicles --
that was no cold war!
by Homer of Greece (did ya need to ask?)
Faust, meet Devil...
And have WAAAAY too good a time --
MARGARET!! Amen!
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe of Weimer
Hey, Everybody!
See if you can write epics
in 5-7-5
by T.S. Eliot of Shanti, Shanti, Shanti-town, The Waste Land
Home is where I go
at closing time when I''ve pissed
my pants and blown chow.
by Nunya Bidness of Tumbleweed,
Home is where I go
at closing time when I''ve pissed
by Nunya Bidness of Tumbleweed,
Where, really is home?
Is it where you keep your stuff?
Or where you lie down?
by SHAGGYDOO
Here in Toledo,
I''m stranded just for a week.
God.....please make time fly!!!
by SHAGGYDOO
Tuesday night at home.
A bottle of Chardonnay
and some golden green.
by SHAGGYDOO
Damn those lesbians!
They''re getting too much pussy!
I''m getting jeleous!
by SHAGGYDOO
My fingers are loose.
Gonna punch out my keyboard
with blazing hot thoughts.
by SHAGGYDOO
Jan Brady looks great
especially when she wears
her new pink panties!
by SHAGGYDOO
Scrunty is my name.
It`s an European name.
It means `frottage`.
by Scrunty Hardbody
Skin stretched more tightly
Than on a new kettle drum
That''s Faye Dunawaye
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Small silver spaceship
Skips across the atmosphere
Like a tossed pebble
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
I wear the darkness
Like trousers with big pockets
I bought from the Gap
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
I peeled off my flesh
To see what lay inside
Just red stuff, it seems
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Rubber appliance
The size off a salami
With none of the meat
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
internet addict
pulling down all that data
with barely a thought
by ash
I haiku alone
That''s the way it''s always been
And always will be
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Help! I''m in Viking
territory....they are all
Big Balookas here!
by SHAGGYDOO
Half empty bottles
Of once-cool Mexican beer
Lie all around me
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Cold rain is falling
And wetting the old cobbles
Making them slippy
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
the first whiff of spring
inflates pneumatic nubiles
and testosterone
by ash
I raised ever slow
in paranoid ecstasy
and christened the throne
by Scott of Alton,
When I was a lad
I lived in the attic of
a convertible
by Scott of Alton,
I came to this earth
and watched alot of T.V.
Now I''m ready, Mom!
by Scott of Alton,
Condescending Sun
Blacken us as we Frolick
turning plum to prune
by Scott of Alton,
Life is like toe lint
Some dispatch it with no thought
Some Smell and Taste it
by Scott of Alton,
A daddy long legs
Flies in like a man running
From the Mafia
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Big fat felt tip pen
Makes a mark like fresh tarmac
Across Kentucky
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
If people made cheese
From the curdled milk of cats
The world could chill out
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
