nick is a big tool
seven syllables? pass

angels host do or die
fresh baked apple angel cake
with devil's frosting

i will wave a wand
bippety boppety BOO !!!!!!
happy spell on you

Note to everyone
On teh internets only I
know who you are

The Axemakers Gift
Not a bad little volume
To appreciate

live love dream and give
cover your ass, take what's yours
but not out of hand

the thing I need to
be for those I love, is to
be strong for them as

well as just myself
I am not the only thing
at risk in a war

against someone
with fallen ambitions to
be once as the God

leaves pack of red man
for all the folks here, so chew
spit, splat, I yi yi

well, I assumed and
made an ass of my self here
personal stanza

gazundheit, what comes
over in a fit of fury
mouth look like foot

You are mistaken
Not all words belongs to you
They are another

for those who court death
one eight hundred "suicide"
precedes badhaiku

the format haiku
is not serial stanzas
or epic free verse

Mox' verbosity
A rampant monstrosity
Most execrable

A sticky bead rolls
velvet thought set in motion
down the black fabric

A happy, pregnant
oppossum, all soft and fat
a gift worth giving

With helmet strapped tight
the slobbery chewbacca
eats chips made of lead

I'll worry about it
when I have to
I don't have time anymore

didn't this happen when
I took things so seriously
here and just went nuts

i don't want to be
him anymore, I want that me dead
spiritually, dead

here lies the old me
dust to dust, void to void
waiting for godot

I am tempted
to become your
"severe problem"

seriously

a friend who really
knew me though, tried to
explain my humanity

to you as people
I am a person, with feelings
a life outside of this

I've lost a lot
to the passing of time
family, friends, memories

I don't think I can
handle the gradual change
or that people care

they just are my enemies here
you people are my enemies

why do I answer
people who want to see me
fail so they can
feel

"closure"
why bother with you
it hurts to

I have been prepared
to deal with "severe problems"
my entire life

this is but business
as usual for me
if I meet you will

you're right, I need my
ass kicked, my life needs
to end, my house destroyed

all I love taken away
renamed Job
and so I can curse God

or have pe

I may become a
severe problem if I have to
just to show how
wounded my pride is
I didn't want to come
back here, I don't
want anything to
do with people like you
I don't want anything
to do with people
people are hell
hell is other people
we are already damned
a severe problem might be
action taken in self defense
a court room to explain
the lives I snuffed out
or whatever that attacked
one faithful night to me
you people belong to the devil
say what the devil wants
and try to drag a soul
down to hell with yourselves

the superficial ruled
the americas in the 1990s
3000 of them died

in 9/11, superficial
or not, such "severe events"
are rendered meaningless

something may also
happen to others here
that, break them, shells

of their former
humanity
(I take it personally)

souls spiral to a dark
center, the chord around the neck
strangles, autoerotic

you can see the demons
on a dark globe, the reality of hell
is a promise of oblvion

but eternal bliss is
a lie, the damnation can
never be left behind

will you shut up will
my father died from a brain tumor
it killed him in 2005

he was in his bedroom
you see this man twitching
spitting, sputtering

calling an ambulance
a man who had control
of his own life and

lost it because of cells
gone mad, and you dare
tell me of a "specific problem"

life is too fucking short
for that kind of bullshit
do I need more to

"teach the little boy
a lesson so we can feel morally superior?"

you are casting
the first stone
see you in hell

with great pleasure
i admit

Well-to-do, they try
superficial and careful
to squeeze every drop

while the mind is played
strange things are happening
ignorance is bliss

you dare predict my
life for me you, little people
how dare you tell me

try to intimidate
with threats of potential
"events", the reality is

this is a bboard
with chatroom egos
and I am one of them

I suppose my body
in a match and kerosine
is a "severe problem"

for some strange reason
i can only write haikus
just on this website

if that is the case
pass me the razor, I will cut
up, and down, and you

can laugh about how
crazy I was and how weak I was
and I can burn in hell

One day you will face
(I hope you have the courage)
A severe problem
*
In your life you need
Inner strength and the correct
Attitude to cope

laughter is the best
medicine for pride and I feel
so pretty right now???

not that I'm looking
your a twit..but that tattoo
mighty fine sexy..

use is not random
the participant is here
whom it is about

slober lix my face
giant paws and fluffy fur
makes for silly play

you have a hand in
my beloved enemy
no love lost between

the human mind holds
mysteries even to those
who live in their own

so are those who are
out of their mind, at some great
advantage you think?

the ugly beauty
of paradox, people are
textbook examples

it seems unreal
but, it is, and the mind mine
is shocked in the least

Social awareness
Is looking after others
Or it

antec tornado
sounds like a vacuum cleaner
before i turn it up

at night here these roads
are all ice, and to come home
like on a back road...

wow

Whilst a' frolicking
Tumbled into a cesspool
'Twas interred in turds

mox, indeed i'm glad

on a trip to say
alaska, would it be seen
as brauty, or cold

too brutal to see
the tundra as paradise
but nature's hell here

in the case of those
people who are "morons", I've
my moments of rage

I look stupid when
I blow my top, lose my cool
get my mind on those

who feel important
by doing just that, but yes
it repeats itself

it's a rock in hell
rolled up a hill, rolls back down
paging sissyphus?

let go of the rock
eaiser said than done sometimes

to burst a dam mess
I like to see the thoughts flow
and not blocked, they, well

glad to have u all back

to the one who calls itself tunabreath...

imitate me and
you flatter me so thank you
but actually not

this cat loves a bit
of ol' ultraviolence
claws sharp

Illuminated
Stark outlines, lit from behind
Naked human minds
*
Some are just awesome
And a few terrifying
Others very dull
*
If you could pick up
Someone

Zabadooey

Needs medical help
Not a cranial injury
He bores me rigid
*
I never wrote that
Please don

Stifled, rigid and
bent over sideways,
and now, the present.