the rain keeps falling
even in dreams
the skull leaks badly

imaginary metal baseball bats
launch skateboards
into orbit

middle of the night
skateboarders on baker street
clatter clatter clatter

Baboons are interesting
coming,
or going

we would touch you
through and through
us bad haiku people

here in Nelson
our tiny imperfect mayor
kills cypress trees at will

to love and mean it
beyond words
fathomless unknown

He would not touch me.
He left me trembling, begging,
offering myself.

Nine and twenty-one:
landmark years for cypress trees.
graveyard green, a loss.

Hello begins in
Hell. There is no good in bye.
Do not wave to me.

Joe, your promises
are icing. Sugar roses
hiding ruined cake.

Overused language:
I love. What if I mean it?
What words exist, then?

Your smile hurts me more
than honesty. You don't feel.
My words are useless.

Cold metal around
the wrists, naked flesh touching
naked flesh, trembling.

You're lazy, says Ken.
Now, help me lift this, and please
get out of my way.

Priscilla looks down.
No solution. Nothing goes.
The cards do not match.

a... a.... a..... haiku !
poetry pours from within
bless you for this site

hypomania
verbose as a thesaurus
subtle as nosebleeds

I'm big in Japan
I'm sold out in Singapore
Y'all come on backstage

the cornflakes crackled
mom was scraping charcoal toast
Dad ran over Spot

art art art art art art art
yes but is it
fondling?

FONDLE FONDLE FON-
DLE FONDLE FONDLE FONDLE
Yes, but is it art?

the subtle art of
conversation; i suck at
it. I NEED CULTURE!

the worst
vice
is advice

these small things
this letting go
may feed a lifetime

one brief hour
of fullnes and freedom
of madness and joy

driving free loving free
courting distruction
with taunts

sigh... shes on. do i
have the confidence? or will
i stay up all night?

geez. i have a real
problem with hitting enter
on 3 stanza verse

tick, tock, tick, tock, tick
anxiety builds as i
sit and wait and wait

sleepless night last night
mind filled with thoughts of a girl.
now i wait for her

soon she will get on
aim... I'll ask her...then the voices will stop...

fury
the final
fig leaf

Singapore Sling
jaunty ironic
retro beverage

broken links
cyber coral
fishy fishy fishy

Everything
is personal
to a person

THE Ort cloud
THE ort cloud
mind dead as spam

your great art
would be greatly appreciated
here and now

Robotic telescopes
in Tuscon
surveying to Ort cloud

excluding limits
a clang association
is still poetry

an art called sex
wich i perform with great skill
orally,daily.

shade lends a greying
cover to small rodents poised
on a sack of rice

a great humping thug
my white dog wraps paws around
anything he can

a crow feather floats
down into an apple tree
tears splash on my feet

my feet carry me
familiar with each rock on
this well travelled path

treasonous reason
reasonable treason
mere words suck ass hair

in the days of old
when nights were bold and condoms
were not yet invented

they tied a sock
around their cocks and fucked
until contented

Beware, you have to
spent one turn for a bidding
command. You can bid

5 Carpets of Fly-
ing using 1 turn. But, you should spent 2 turns for

bidding for a Car-
pet of Flying and an Oil
Flask. learn grammar, man!

about that sex
thing... does anyone know if
girls play starcraft?

gold from a test tube
alchemy's secrets revealed
olympic magic

The site has been moved
To a good old new machine
I hope it all works

a very large sheep
gave christopher columbus
syphillis.he died.