winding the reel back
to its beginning frame,
Herr Tommy, speaks so


~i cee

reggae works just fine
doesn't matter if I'm high
and the ganja's low

Ex-Bob Marley fan
Reggae sucks if you're not high
Hadda lotta ska

interesting mix
mom is from Argentina
my pop is a Guat

Russell, Whitehead found
Shit school of philosophy:
Scat-o-log-i-ca

my poor sweet old Dad
stepped upon a hidden mine
had a pop that squat

Queen Elizabeth
Rivalled by Mary Stuart
Hadda pop that scot

three point five million
that is a lot of carats
for one J Lo butt

procrastination
a great topic for haiku
I'll write tomorrow

homeless person waits
dogs run through department store
gotta cop a squat

"guy taking a bath"
was rather disappointed
...but had a good laugh

pigeon overhead
one-adam-twelve down below
gotta squat that cop

leading the third round
in Police League wrestling
gotta squat that cop

Burrito sending
Shockwaves throughout my colon
Gotta cop a squat

Look out the window
the other day and saw this
guy taking a bath

Duuuuude!....Krokus, ages
since "Screaming in the Night" off
of "Headhunter" tape.

why are these insights
so depressingly somber
reguardless of words

A karate chop
In the air when she picks up
Her seven ten spare.

No action instance
for path error404
could be created

blue sky is here will
it ever stop? I can't stand
hot sunny weather.

procrastination
it's fifty-one days until
Christmas, don't shop yet

the rain is still here.
the gray sky is all i see
will it ever stop?

this is what you do
in the voting booth don't vote
just pull the lever

Bin Laden Laden
makes no sense, take no O-ffence..
Bin Laden, bin bin...

Packets of sugar,
Pencil shavings and flour.
Gullible addict!

Bin Laden journal
entry: "Fond of hand puppets,
lint everywhere, FUCK!"

Election eve, who
to vote for...this Boy Ranger's
for Jefferson Smith!

Justin Timberlake?
yucky, rather infantile
I'll take Johnny Depp

Bin Laden Journal
can't really dignify that
rather pass on him

Bin Laden Journal
can't really dignify him
rather pass on that

Bin Laden journal
entry number 2: "Justin
Timberlake....TOO HOT!"

1984?
I had just turned nine years old
Barbie has no cock

1984
just say no Nancy, say no.
Reagan gave me AIDS

a sweat stained straw hat
wind rolled to the fence
filled with
grass and sparrow eggs

sea settles to sleep
soft nautical lullaby
whispers on wet sand

snow birds face the sea
searching for more tomorrows
in its gentle troughs

Bum says God bless you
My pockets jingle with coin
As I walk away

Bum pimps me for change
Cold bleeds through my windbreaker
My heart is a stone

in the dark night
type the poem on the keys
haiku is good

removing metal
from the bones inside my foot
that's going to hurt

the rainbirds ko-el
without apparent effect
as drought continues

damn thiz hell like world
it has turned me 2 be EVIL
my heart pumpz hatred

consatantly craving
I know I'm a greedy bitch
maybe I'm wanton

fingers clench, release
nightly ritual complete
Peter grabs napkins

tapping on the glass
envy in the best man's eyes
as he toasts the groom

why, oh why, oh why?
very unsatisfying
so emotionless

A hand job
A little pleasure but free
Seedy little woman
but..willing

bright red envelopes
filled with cash make me happy
what is not to like

I am a dragon.
Twirling fire, burns my eyes so,
Chinese New Year sucks.

Tasty British treats
Crumpets and sweet tasty scones
How am I not gay?