My measures fall short
when all I can muster up
is decaf coffee
by Betty LeBomb
I prefer two humps
ruminating past efforts
one of your best ash
by mellie
the closet camel
most absorbing company
and yet a dry hump
by ash
our leader is short
but that's not why i hate him
though there's less to like
by ash
anachronistic
digital technology
the old prostate screen
by ash
the years ripple by
undulating existence
a splash then damping
by ash
Fun recreation
It is so pleasing to see
The master return
by Janis
Can no longer bear
The wretched mirror image.
Must escape in dreams.
by Maestro of Manhattan
A cloak of pretense
Adorns the psuedo-poet.
Horrid reflection
by Maestro of Manhattan
thumb in ass ref'rence
finds me in throes of guffaw
I praise thee, Bonfire
by Maestro of Manhattan
Humidity is
the devil's brethren, but now
its all gone away
by Janis
hot rocks in my mouth
the red-faced priest is screaming
the dogs strain their chains
by Hollywood Bonfire
the stars swinging free
the pines moving like women
my thumb in your ass
by Hollywood Bonfire
this dream ends the same
for thousands of short years
over and over
by Hollywood Bonfire
if i was a horse
i'd often be thinking
this is such bullshit
by Hollywood Bonfire
Much thanks going out
appreciation abounds
hurray for Janis
by Betty LeBomb
Such clever wordplay
Draws a smile upon my face
I congratulate
by Maestro of Manhattan
Oh my dearest Ash,
You are most hilarious.
All sincerity.
by Maestro of Manhattan
toyworld IVF
barbie wants a family
ken comes in a box
by mellie
onan was a jerk
and jonah came in a whale
religion is sick
by ash
T-Shirts in Series.
Here's the current installment:
Onanism Rules.
by Maestro of Manhattan
No offense, dear Ash.
I, too, comprehend the jest.
Infinite as 'tis.
by Maestro of Manhattan
to communicate
terrorists use their cell phones
and then smoke signals
by ash
ring around the moon
a rizla full of posy
and we all fall down
by ash
cool running water
tears running down baby face
I felt sick in guts
by mellie
ruby tripped over
falling towards the fire
little hand was burned
by mellie
you can count on me
bad haiku five five five damn
let me start again
by Mellie
Glad to see you folks
I knew this would all be back
like a boomarang
(just kidding about the moxie post)
by Betty LeBomb
Reign of terror is back
this is better than psychodelic tivo
bring it on, y'all
by Moxie
Terrorist alert
is slowly rising higher
bringing out the worst
by Betty LeBomb
A plug for a friend
crazydeathmonkey dot com
his videos rule
by Betty LeBomb
My new t-shirt says:
Pharmacology Doth Rule!
Screw the FDA
by Betty LeBomb
Tilt head in prayer
lift the bottle way, way up
towards my god's sky
by Betty LeBomb
Wish there was a search
can't seem to find the haiku
that I am missing
by Betty LeBomb
Found you on the bed
barely making any noise
bound up and ball-gagged
by Betty LeBomb
True addictions come
back so effortlessly, rust
falls away quickly
by Betty LeBomb
Tilt head in prayer
lift the bottle way, way up
towards the night sky
by Betty LeBomb
you can chew on this
don't swallow all that i say
there's often a gag
by ash
i mean what i write
ambiguous by intent
so analyse that
by ash
i want to go home,
but for now i will just cry:
'why oh why oh why.'
by Mr. Bill of God-forsaken New Jersey
Blakean excess
En route to wisdom's palace.
Dash legislation!
by Maestro of Manhattan
If by take 'em down
You mean ingest with pleasure
I exclaim, "Hurrah!"
by Maestro of Manhattan
pharmaceuticals
when it comes to us or them
time to take 'em down
by ash
Oh, hyperbole!
So often misunderstood.
Seek analysis.
by Maestro of Manhattan
perhaps not too good
but that's the trouble with drugs
you can't count on them
by ash
paradox of drugs
they can make you feel right bad
even when they're good good
by ash
partly crumpled mime
gesticulating wildly
as the truck backs up
by ash
A ten pound rufee
has fallen into my brain
and bruised my haiku
by Betty LeBomb
Screw the FDA
Pharmacology doth rule
Hooray for all drugs
by Maestro of Manhattan
