Market crashes down
Capitalism dead now?
I will miss the whores

Here we are again
We can't do this forever
Jeez what is that Smell!?

Awe? Perhaps, but how
do I convert it into
something more useful?

Art is like breathing.
Music flows inside and out,
bridging the two worlds.

Finding a boyfriend
Socialising through singing
Men may be in Awe!

fans buy the tickets
they are here for the music
your friends? there, backstage

Played on stage. Got fans
instead of friends. Great applause
for social failure.

Wishing for new friends,
I got lost between "Nice song,"
and "Thanks. What's your name?"

Open mic, still shy,
not a virgin to music,
just new locations.

dude, i'll shower you
with irony like urine
on a brand new pledge

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Visit this site, please.
Bad haiku? Judge for yourself.
At least it

Visit this site, please.
Bad haiku? Judge for yourself.
At least it

houdini done it
and there we go, what did him
in, a sucker punch...

playful autumn wind
hushed amongst calm cherry trees
crimson confetti

david fucking blaine
why don't you hang by your neck ?
that's entertainment

soft warm current melts
but hard glacial ice remains
adrift and interned

i wonder if silence
would be golden here or
I should keep going

some thing are all new
a world of risks and the sort
resistance, old

sacrifice of blood
for alters and firesides
time devours all

born isn't it so
here I am; here I remain
imaginary

true love harmony
is sweet and seemly to die
eternal female

fierce indignation
only the nocturnal love
can restore her faith

female horse, the mare
she journies into the night
her beauty evil

a truck on the road
rain, head lights and a small deer
and he just stands there

the vernacular
of the elite is mown down
by death like us all

well, pass the sour
chianti, and I will sit
back myself, relax

a lonely candle
two moths dance above the flames
sound of crackling wings

i buy and sell you
people everyday while i
sip my chianti

I see that you are
And you're still so arrogant
Amazing really

the public schooled with
their peasant vernacular
it's such a pity

Lovely laughing eyes
Corners of you're mouth turned up
Softly kiss your lips

SF "Your Ego" !!!!
You still sitting in judgment?
Cast out your mote first

it's allright young man
now you can be free because
you've admitted it

retarded boy in
remedial english dreams
of haiku greatness

this is the hard work
assertation of the earth
one that digs trenches

it feels just like that
rock like a rock, earth like earth
water, warm and wet

so it all depends
the house needs painted
on where you may live

Syphilus in tale
venerial contagion
the sun god was mad

silly blue monster
sang "C" "C" "C" is for me
and crumbs went flying

you have just reached it
significant to your life
and so you now choose...

denote the written
precedence of behavior
order of the court

what ever if not
then more than one but alot
all together now

sit back and enjoy
the show, it adds up to one
big tao of a time

I've dumped my boyfriend
I wanted babies, he not!
She said so sweetly

I'd like that says I
Like to have babies with you
"Well we could practise"

She just laughed out loud
She got the joke then kissed me
God I fancy her

Awake to the dawn
Condensation on window
obscuring my view

Stark outlines appear
Mist covers the muted hills
Colours returning

Sun warming my skin
Been so long since we've seen you
And summers over

Five, seven and five?
I wish I studied counting
better in school

(see - even this one doesn't add up)

Snow swirls about me,
driven by relentless winds
I continue towards home

sometimes you arrive
to a place of fruition
completely alone