i'll die in four years
at the age of thirty three
just like jesus christ

multifarious
but also the work of one
my name is Legion

i'd settle for hate
at least now i affect you
mere smudge on your map

wake resincaster
and unrepititiously
propel conveyance

I read dirty things
haikus this week are unclean.
Why? why such bad prose?

Who are you really?
You play so many roles here
that I never know.

no need to be shy
i want to be degraded
you'll cum till it hurts

it matters not to me
if you cook bad spaghetti
for you, i'd eat thrash

it matters not to me
if you cook bad spaghetti
for you i

I, too, imagine
submitting beneath something
strong and masculine.

some things rule lives as
gods and they return nothing
except large bar tabs

about haiku, quick
short statement fleeting about
some sort of short theme

about haiku, quick
short statement fleeting about
some sort of short theme

i've thought about it
another man crushing me
with his warm, brute strength

It's not so much a
surprise, but disappointing
that I still want him.

What they say about
"the good ones" shouldn't be true.
Maybe he's just bi.

so the muso's gay
can't say that we're surprised here
the signals were there

hippo on water
no no he's not magical
he's wearing swimmies

to touch and to be
frothing at the mouth of next
but, it never comes

slaughter of your soul
i'm a drunk motherfucker
no world but this one

I can picture him
having sex with men, but not
with random strangers!

i kneel before you
my tongue darting and probing
the blackest of holes

when dealing with goth
things the isolation might
be there as reason

elevated you
walk on I sing in tune too
all of thee are free

in a nick of time
he missed it and red one waits
love read it..AND PASSED

My hopes are hanging
by a single question now.
I'm afraid to ask.

there is a focus
on denial sometimes for
all the human race

one can only do
on and on and on and on
but once, but twice, sold

Inspirationless
Who? Its Negro Oveja
On and on and on!!!!

sometimes I get bored
no less than i am sure you
you see more than i

I got a solid
sensation I know why things
are happening now

when he breaks your heart
you'll return with legs spread wide
crying for the cock

gimmee self control
when ya know when you need it~
kids songs are right on

I can still feel my
bones glowing inside for days
after he hugs me.

Oh, no! The Haiku!
So exacting! So demand
ing. I can't do it.

funny tricks and bones:
life sticks found with river stones:
bridge material

remember the flick
the matrix? what is to be
made of this film now?

when herds gather they
usually eat all the grass
the nature of sprawl

hot mulled mead sooths mind
medieval fancy absent
double bladed mace

the sheep assemble
we trample our enemies
it's a walmart world

our or their new sword
can kill. dumb kids focus
on intestinals.

words can kill, words can
heal, i think I said that once
blah blah blah blah...sigh

Words! Powerful words!
In some hands they're inspiring
In others! Garbage!!!!

artfully, spoken
warblers fall from the sky, zen
i am eating well

jetlagged from night work
procastinate till i crash
eventually

sweet simplicity
construes more implicitly
than verbosity

many of you have
much more courage than i for
the balls go flyin'

for it's the season
to let it all go and the
Son to rise again

pillow blanket snow
throwing those perfect made balls
sunny day with chills

I wish I wasn't
angry, so the words here would
be words of healing

the spirit is quite
unreasonable, yes, but this
is work in progress

yes, I am aware
of my own flaws, a deep dark
anger, resentment

not liking rejection
I suppose some embrace it
and some just give up