Happy that poseurs
Who wince upon a prodding
Missed out on the jest

IQ 1-8-2
With a post-grad diploma
Testing bound'ries, ass

So now you tell me
Is that hate or prejudice?
Or just common sense

Drunks and drug Addict
Womanisers and Liars
Fraudsters and cheats

Grocers and pressmen
Peanut farmers and actors
Draft dodgers and cons

All over the world
Irish are thought stupid
They

Say you hate humans
You hate those you do not know
It

so long as hatred
doth remain universal
'tis not offensive

more L-O-Quacious
whilst perhaps less eloquent
drunk as a bishop

on the thin streets of
Montreal, apparitions
of past and next played

a shadow floats by
always good, sometimes better
the moon turns copper

wha he masturbates
screaming someone else's name
oh how refreshing

Arthur I love you
we can make believe always
there is no matter

In the phase written
colored knowledge salted pure
drama free from care

lightning cracked over
open heavens in true signs
I held onto Faith

nature's power sign
the inside of my soul shook
stirred all emotions

Glad to hear she

airport scanned again
ambience of terrorist
in a pacifist

Love? Like Russian Dolls
In mirrored boxes, your face
Everywhere smiling.

Love? Janus, two-faced,
Smiling forwards, sad glance back,
Another year done.

Love? Wide open space
Embracing life and living
One hand holding death.

prepared for the worst
she bounced back for an encore
she's one tough mother

A robin's red breast
within a thicket of brush
it's a lady bird

Another seven
Levels in Stranglethorn Vale
Goddamn gank central.

some egos just wish
that they created and killed
what's all about me

guess what..it's still here
it wont go away..i'm doomed
I guess..serenity

the word hate is small
much too tiny to describe
it all in it's all

Young boy and a girl
Holding hands touching
Gazing at each others eyes
*
Thoughts on each other
They are the first to feel love
No one felt such love
*
This warm inward glow
Enjoy this feeling of love
I smile; I

Ash

Continuation
Life is but a transition
Death is not final
*
We

send me an angel
amazing grace's sweetness is....
to rip out my heart

Flippancy aside,
I wish for mother of ash
A tranquil repose

toppling on forward
toward a vortex of horror
cocktails, no hors d'oeuvre

the one only way
I could still repect that man
he should take her home

now I remember
why I opted out of it
all those time share things

can you say buzzkill
like dropping your cheeseburger
on a pile of shit

Plaster cast of ass
Milk bags of alabaster
Erotic sculpture

ahh the neighborhood
where is the jolly trolley
i like your sneakersss

my mum is dying
she's had a long tiring life
now she wants to rest

i kiss her softly
her gift to me this lifetime
thanks for having me

reflected glimpses
ghosts never stray far away
i'll be seeing you

redintegration
just to arouse the senses
made-to-order fun.. :)

In the film Iris,
Jim Broadbent looks eerily
like Hugh Bonneville

NOW before you jump
know, love, be all of your strengths
and grip your weakness

persian gulf sunrise
africa was much sweeter
it was the people

I once told Lou Reed
That Metal Machine Music
Played at my wedding.

eight in a machine
offering a sell check and cream
with peas and some cheese

whispered as you know
a kind of place I don't; won't go
but already have

most unusual
all quiet on bad haiku
widespread writers' block

mobile on the mac
at 600 megahertz
iBook g3 rocks

johnny lives it's true
something wonderful happened
the robot has life!!!

slip shittin shit......E
following riverheardsheep
up delivery (~ary ?)

nothing beautiful
like corn rows over and oh
broken sleeping cows

a broken piece of
furniture lies up upon
this thief and a floor

are you so bad? huh!!
you are 1, 2 and 3 maybe four
9999999999999999

Web Tasar

I'de like to buy you
who lives in this great big world
a coke and a smile