we are to pray for
those who hate us, some call this
a form of black magick
by bs
confessional fess
frustrated mess, but it's just
a rainy day, oh well
by bs
my husband a drunk
so wha'ts new
I love him non the less
too bad for me.
by andracsek
I hate you so much;
is that too much to ask for?
Still, I hope you die.
by JackieBob227
little big planet
not online for 2 more days
watta big dumb drag
by bbgsue of chicago
Somebody I love
has a problem with bullies.
I wish I could help.
by snail
a beautiful song
i will cry to it now like
only a man can
by sf
at least you don't have
another you trying to
compete over you
by Anonymous Poet
It's always better
when we interact without
outside influence.
by snail
fallopian tube
would that you had never worked
mom should have tied you
by PR of Tucson
Oh bedtime cocktail,
Would that you never failed.
Saddened, awake.
by Christine Wy of St. Augustine, Forida
A B C D fish?
L M N O stinkin' fish!
O S M R fish.
by Stockclerk
If I were you
then you'd be me
What the hell?
by Carbon Buildup of Oregon
If all I needed
were physical, I'd be set.
So much for easy.
by snail
I ku, you ku
He, she, it kus.
We ku, you ku, they ku,
Than ku.
by Flossyrabbit of Palo Alto, Clifornia
Struggle to write
strong words set in time
oops I rhymed
by Carbon Buildup of Monmouth, Oregon
Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator
by Max
dismal friday noon
impatience fill local pubs
a bit too early
by vince of cheers
Sacrament. repent!
repent! I've been so evil.
Jesus I'm hammered.
by DickCannon of Austin
demons possessed him
last night. pained exorcism
lame flat stinks of shit
by DickCannon of Austin
cars sulk in the shade
as blackbirds settle above
relieving themselves
by vince
My poor tattered brain
I used to write love stories
Now it's bad haikus
by Migraine Chick of michigan
Why do some people
have a strong aversion to
all things romantic?
by snail
ripped as i submit
though sober, i pore over
twelve steps await
by Lush
serial haiku
most assailable, boo hoo
encapsulated
by Lush
cast in reflection
find mine own most horrific
no... beatific
by Lush
sf and surface
bereft of heft and worthless
forgive the mirror
by Lush
Lush because drunkard
No trademark violation
oh... and the band sucks
by Lush
like oh my god i
hope he likes you because he's
like so super hot
by sf
He hasn't called yet.
I hope my e-mail didn't
make me seem creepy.
by snail may have come on too strong
grilfriend is hyper
sensitive about mouth noise
it drives her crazy
by Jason M of Seattle
there's a fecal stain
on grandpa's burial shroud
in death as in life
by sf
I'm lost in Haikuville
Need a drink
But can't
I'm too lonely
by Catman of La, Calif
I await the day
when we are to meet again,
eagerly hoping.
by snail
"real" small town man in
big "fake" state,which 'merican
am I, Miss Sarah?
by onjaysun of frogtown ca
resist temptation
week nearly over, catch ya
next time NPR
by onjaysun of frogtown ca
beaten so roundly
pillowcase full of doorknobs
congrats sassy pants
by Technokoi of Venice Beach
my mind is full of
things that need to be sorted
out as time goes on
by bs
remembering now
in the mirror, by the sink
regret is a bitch
by vince
Your hands slide down my
shoulders, making my body
fully receptive.
by snail
Heretic dildos
Cannibalizing congress
Condoms required
by Kwai-Chang Kate of LA LA Land
Aqualung, my friend,
is about a cool hobo
trying to make it
by i<3haiku
I love little girls.
Babysitting is such fun!
Still, glad they're not mine.
by snail
My New BMDub
Bad gas mileage, but who cares?
Such a a deal I got!
by Murray LaPomme of La France
Who gets that big bailout?
Billions for Wall Street losers
Let's all just split it ;)
by DaVoid of Point Reyes
Big thugs inspire fear
I cross the street avoiding
Oh no~here they come!
by Davoid of Point Reyes
i borrow your name
because someone took mine, see?
was it you, or not?
by heathyrsister
forty empty seats
old man has to sit by me
ouch! move your elbow
bus runs a red light
i don't want to go to work
but please let me live!
by heathyrsister
thank you much to all
for your suggestions on the
anxiety problem
by Anonymous Poet
there is just no proof
that life is nothing but one
big joke on all of us.
by krista
