Precipitation.
Great fat globules of the stuff
trickling down my back.

to quote frank zappa :
"the crux of the matter is.....
the apostrophe"

careful with that axe
i heard the bonfire whisper
so wot''s uh, the deal

Sometimes I just spin
Like a crazy spinning top
Other times, I don''t

Syd....is it you there
on the other side of this?
Shine on...crazy one.

Oh....Whoa Black Betty!
Bam-A-Lamm....Yeah....Bam-A-Lamm!
Say, Whoa Black Betty!

fear can give us hope

hope is blind optimism

fear of hope is blind

bad haiku is weird
i may not visit again
until then, good bye

my cube is haunted
nerd ghosts materialize
searching for sliderules

pinned by a small girl
I embarassed my father
"Daddy, please!" I yelled

I started Pink Floyd
all that shit was my idea
I really rocked then

reach deep in myself
produce one gory organ
to skid in the pan

Driving on backroads
With the sun setting brightly
I jam to LED ZEPP

Is that liquid egg
The by-product of chickens
With diarrhoea?

All I do is wait
It wouldn''t be so bad if
There was a hammock

''Cocksucker'', you say.
D`you kiss your mum with that tongue?
Huh, motherfucker?

giles de la tourette
cocksucking motherfucker
swears by bad haiku

cumulonimbus
rolling thunder to the north
fat patters of rain

These stupid buttons
Are driving me doolally
The Internet sucks

Each month''s last Friday
Results in a tiny cheque
We call it "payday"

Each month''s last Friday

It''s such a cruel sport,
but you just gotta laugh at
that dwarf tossing game.

Visualize this......

Dwarf tossing at night with a

Scrunty Hardbody.

Tell me a story.
Double-space it, make it good.
Sign it with my name..

la la, the song goes.
La la la la la la la...
Oh, you know the one..

It''s motivation
That''s lacking in this damn place
That, or topless girls

Like Charlton Heston
I wage war on night creatures
Man, I hate badgers

Red buses are crap
You wait ages for just one
Then three come at once

Red buses are crap

I miss red buses.
The ones here are bright yellow;
full of schoolchildren.

His name was Nigel.
What`s more, it quite suited him.
Which is a pity.

If it don''t have milk
Then it isn''t a milk shake
Why can''t you see that?

The Millennium
Draws closer, like a workman
With a claw hammer

Body parts as clothes
Are somewhat reminiscent
Of that Ed fellow

Jan Brady is Sweet.
I want to have her and wear
her ass as a hat.

Front Row Joe You Dog
John was waving black and white
Checkered victory

What is a woman?
Everything a man can be
But coyly isn''t

six hours of poker
eighteen beers while joints fly by.
dawn squeezes our heads

I carry burdens
of guilt upon my back
Atlas understands

Epic 5-7-5

Boy meets girl, have kid
then marriage, bastard dies young
WAR! girl gets letter

Earthquakes, Hurricanes
Infestation, Destitude
Damn my Cable''s out!

night; the lake reflects
fast orange light from the trash
burning on the shore

blue prism glasses
ten years dead in a black hole
still sculpting cold mud

prototypical
rotting fruit on the one side
sand on the other

my big teddy bear
my brother named you billy
go in peace my friend

I`m delighted by
the dialogue of porn films.
I feel so alone..

''How`d you like that, bitch?''
''I like it... a lot! Harder!''
''Tell me, are you tight?''

''Frottage'' is three sylls.
See, the third A is silent.
And invisible..

What`s the appeal with
Japanese Nurse Bondage Porn?
Leather Tubigrip?

That crazy Jason
Doesn''t he know that sheepskins
Are just so pass