the arts and writings
are inhabited by overly
competive relics...
of the yuppie 1980s...
which is why reality shows
are so damn popular
by Mox
 
			
gee! with any luck
Will's fingers stick to his prick
and he won't type more
by good yoga position for Will
 
			
Sorry lads can
by William Nippress
 
			
Mates got youres disease
What on earth is yours, sounds bad
Mines a pint what
by William Nippress
 
			
Monkeys were once free
But now they toil for Nippress
In his haiku mine
by A Student of If it's not monkeys, or another kind of animal, I'll be disappointed 
 
			
Purim holiday
Festive, prizes, noisemakers
Costumes and the treats
by William Nippress, Happy for you Mox
 
			
Know what Janis said
Please don
by William Nippress
 
			
With encouragement
Could go on for lots of years
Best you ignore me
by William Nippress
 
			
Gee thanks lots you guys
It
by William Nippress
 
			
Over-worked monkeys
Rebel against their master
Well, it could happen
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal 
 
			
endless blathering
feels like choking on plastic
bomb Nippress instead
by thunder stork
 
			
bush presents us with 
brand new reality show
Petrol Survivor 
by thunder stork
 
			
"Becky,Getaways 
Travel?...That'll be myself, two
sons, many camels..."
by onjaysun (and can we make this happen in two days or so)
 
			
ash, stop being a critic
and let the poor man find out
for himself
by Mox
 
			
happy purim...
don't panic
by Mox
 
			
president george bush
it's the end of the known world
in a new abyss
by ash
 
			
you should get a job
ninety minutes of haiku
don't try a poet
by ash
 
			
hit the off button
but it just keeps on going
shut the fuck up, will
by ash
 
			
Doubt drifting high priest
Mountaintop proudly roaring
I
by William Nippress
 
			
Bolt hard wintertime
You
by William Nippress
 
			
Resonates blindly 
Mesmerizing music drums 
Loud Jazz drags you in
by William Nippress
 
			
Eternal spring shoots
Crazily onions thrusting
Sprouting thin green leaves
by William Nippress
 
			
Hollywood film sets
Sneezing cherry crushed redheads
Screen virgins, Oh sure
by William Nippress
 
			
Sad, sad, countenance
Frowns prowl, looking for a face
Just laugh to keep off
by William Nippress
 
			
Christ, that doubting angst
Adolescent reflections
Now, don
by William Nippress
 
			
Ardent plums dwindle
His testicles have just shrunk
Sad abstaination
by William Nippress
 
			
Politicians dance 
He somersaults hopelessly
One more resigns
by William Nippress
 
			
Oil be seeing you
But not familiar places
In the old Baghdad
by William Nippress
 
			
Grotesque dark formless
Bushes thoughts of punishment
This is for my dad
by William Nippress
 
			
Puerile deception
Passion crashes, he
by William Nippress
 
			
Bush and Blair go talk
Dead civilians families
They will understand
by William Nippress
 
			
Yearning to be free
Freedom is what we
by William Nippress
 
			
Clean corruption rains
Enrons bankers hide millions
You and me who pay
by William Nippress
 
			
Fisherman shaking
Faintly distressed breathless
One that got away
by William Nippress
 
			
Hiding Blair in Bush 
Peeps, just to check, am I right
No, find other way
by William Nippress
 
			
High pomposity
Pious Pontification
A justified war?
by William Nippress
 
			
If you don't... we do
And we're gonna bomb you
To Hell regardless
by A Student of The Great, Good Ol' U S of A (and Tony Blair) 
 
			
if it's war you want
we'll give it to you in spades
but then, if you don't........
by ash
 
			
since my girl left town
jerking off like a banshee
if that's possible
by thunder stork
 
			
Save America
Kill the arabs who you know
They don't deserve life
by A Student of That policy will get Bush re-elected 
 
			
He who thinks he's right
When his logic shows he's wrong
Is evil indeed
by A Student of Let's kill lots of arabs needlessly 
 
			
Double standards persist
Such perfect people complain
Before they do sin
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal 
 
			
Born in to the world
Screaming and protesting
Please put me back in.
by sexually frustrated
 
			
Screams from the pulpit
Not worth the price 
Of a single baby's tear.
by sexually frustrated
 
			
It's impossible
The ocean can't be emptied
By this eyedropper.
by sexually frustrated
 
			
Anti-depressants
Look at what you have wrought
Artificial bliss.
by sexually frustrated
 
			
As the drink goes down
The world attains new meaning
For a shortwhile.
by sexually frustrated
 
			
Dear friend, let it bleed
If bleed it must, so be it
Life does not go on.
by sexually frustrated
 
			
How is it this pillow
So light, so fluffy and white
Could stifle her cries?
by sexually frustrated
 
			
Fire up the bowl
Let the buddha marinate
In expanded lungs.
by sexually frustrated