I puffed a small pipe
and gave it a great big puff
and now I can fly
by Betty Lebomb
I puffed a small pipe
and gave it a great big puff
and now I can fly
by Betty Lebomb
Have you ever thought
that feeling your arms and legs
is over-rated?
by Betty Lebomb
Okay, I know I
shouldn't be so damn fucked up,
but Portland beer good!
by Betty Lebomb
golden brown i miss
our moments in the sun
before you reach my heart
by Edward Angle of UK
Jittery jigging
Transdermal caffeine patches
Logorrheal rant.
by Maestro of Manhattan
Catheter attached
Ankle-bound receptacle
Urine on the go
by Maestro of Manhattan
I apologize
Can't stop the brain from thinking
In 5's and 7's.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
I've done this before
Either this is just cliche
Or it's deja vu.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
Funny how things work
When you're soon-to-be nineteen
It don't mean a thing.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
I was asked about
By an old classmate of mine
He asked if I geeked.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
Curled up on the couch
Eyes squinting more than normal
Kitty contact buzz.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
Arise...yawn and stretch
Mum's gone away for the day
Time for a nice joint.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
Black jacket penguins
march way too far, please contact
gold jacket agent
by onjaysun of frogtown
so cocoa it is
nothing but the darkest beans
for my bullwinkle
by ash
Fetal position
Upon tiles of kitchen floor
Sartre's Le Nausee
by Anonymous Poet
Ovaltine enema
On a clear summer morning
Oh, so refreshing
by Maestro of Manhattan
whatever you say
the recollections are dim
my mind still elsewhere
by ash
it's hard to think of
the things you can't remember
if you wanted to
by ash
when I'm sleeping well,
my ass will start the itching
smelly finger days..
by Ryan of Ohio
Like a flame-thrower
Oh my dear Henry Miller
Your prose gets me hot.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
Aquanet quoiffure
Leather pants stuffed with a sock
Vive Le Hair Metal
by Maestro of Manhattan
This is not a haiku
Six syllables in prior line
Eighteen in all
by Maestro of Manhattan
Neither crap nor pee
Total assimilator
Just me and J.C.
by Maestro of Manhattan
write for what? release?
praise? criticism? in rage?
to just mark the page?
by jah of babylon
lazy in summer
time ticks away without check
mate we're wastin' it
by jah of babylon
So I put on songs
That evoke teenage heartbreak
And filled in the blanks.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
My horoscope says
Today's my day for romance
Wouldn't that figure.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
Some may call it Pride
Others know it as Ego
I can't tell for sure.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
There is a black hole
Lurking somewhere within the
Heart of the lion.
by Liza Lot of Ohio
they see me work slow
they shout but they dont know
im thinking up haikus
by Edward Angle of Barnsley, UK
wears pink and black like
everyday, yet she doesn't
hook that much, my loss
by onjaysun of frogtown
sooo hot!...in undies
front of fridge in a lawn chair
kicked outta Walmart
by onjaysun of frogtown
onjaysun is back
it's been way too long frankly
I was just lil' Bushed
by onjaysun of frogtown
If for some reason
You pee on the seat, wipe it
Please, before you flush
by Shane
G.G. Allin died
All hail his obscenity
Buy X-rated discs
by Maestro of Manhattan
discovery stops
that's the end of adventure
we're all out of space
by ash
antihistamines
take the edge off steroid rage
if you act rashly
by ash
This drug induced rash
is crawling up my pant leg
and climbing higher
by Betty LeBom
You
by Don Haney of Texas
Mountains That Arise
Clouds That Darken The Day Sky
Sad I Sit and Cry
by Don Haney of Texas
A brand new Law, eh?
Bah! Energy, schmenergy.
Torch your SUV.
by Maestro of Manhattan
Freak sex addiction
Seeking next source of friction
Complex affliction.
by Maestro of Manhattan
Indeed PCP
gives me the power to punch
a hole in my house
by Betty LeBomb
I just drank water
which was fine until I chased
it with some whiskey
by Betty LeBomb
Power corridors
Atwitter with dunderpates
Gimme idleness.
by Maestro of Manhattan
Fake Texan swagger
On Andover cheerleader.
Vacuous poseur.
by Maestro of Manhattan
Image consultants:
First on execution list.
Clients thereafter.
by Maestro of Manhattan
PCP is fun.
Naked rampages galore.
Make for front page gore.
by Maestro of Manhattan
if i was in space
i'd wait for the next bus home
not cross my fingers
by ash
