Bloody barbed wire
Drags my gloria in the dirt
Hangover

All night and morning
I

Your market theories
Engender much vomitus
Vive Monsieur Trotsky

Truth in the mirror.
Some things can only make sense
upon reflection.

Drinking a JD.
Behind the bar, I see Jim
Beaming all over.

Jack Daniels is fun
Then he invites his friends.
Dam Jose Cuervo.

Dancing with the stars;
competitive
programming.

Though most literate
Before the TV I sit
Enchanted by shit

Paper mess on desk
A little dream of future
Not to be believed

Given wrong advice
Lawyer said you

Package in the mail
Five pounds of pistachios
Life is good sometimes

You must have tasted.
Many very strange places
It

Reel back in horror
Taste buds, very descriptive
Could see it for real

My back to the wind
A journey ends without fear
Smooth snow hides my tracks

The all powerful
She who controls off button
We all bow to you

Null is the answer
The gentle moderation
Has kept them away

(wood meet hand)

I pull back the skin.
There are many small, red spots.
My cock has taste buds.

not so bad haiku
what has happened here lately
no trolls ~ just talent

My beans are all gone.
I haven

iraqui desert -
lovely american girl.
war for peas i guess.

elegant squirrel
my cat thinks now she's one too
need a ladder now

Peas can be sweet and
grapes can be sour. Check the pulse
and give peas a chance.

The dog, unlike man,
has no opposable thumb,
humps your leg instead.

Receiving my Grammy
Tripped on steps, pulled a hammy
Cried in pain, "Mammy!"

~ cardiac arrest ~
last electric bill arrives
Diagnosis? Poor

american teenage girl
follow me go shopping, ey
earhquaking milkshake

it's digital rage:
hack somebody brutally
squeezing "mitessers"

you smack my beach up
still same old brown-coloured wave
saw its genesis

reflections of mine
suboptimal lightangel
like piss in my eyes

oh yeah jerk-offs too
now I can truly recall
why I stopped posting

suck upon my balls mother fokers
suck upon my balls mother fockers

pale heavenly pond
sometimes full yet often not
visible above

now I remember
back in 2003 and 4
signed name *Felicia*

see that ash still posts
he and I used to "converse"
will he remember

you are right my friend
lamb did that thing not kay dee
i'm going under

BMW
fast kid on the Autobahn
motorcycle girl

Welcome to Lethbridge
Were it is never too dam cold
But windy as fuck

K & D Session,
Disk 1, Lamb is the artist.
ist unvorstellbar!

Met a girl last night,
with the hugest boobs ever!
I think I'm in love.

trans fatty acid
from kruder and dorfmeister
soul seductive sound

Watery choir

Hidden from sight, but close by
Noise of the small brook

Hiaku composing
I doubt mine are very good
But can cause chaos

Soft, green puddles form.
A lolly melts on the street.
An unknown mouth waits.

It

Up, Up and away
Oh Christ mate, Andy Williams!
You

up up and away
in my beautiful balloon
and we can fly high

I find prunes help me
That and a pint of fruit juice
Who need colonic?

just so much bullshit
behind so much obstruction
and so little time

I

Crappiness abounds
In the bleak cold of winter
Now rolling along