If we had some ham
We could have some ham and eggs
But I don't eat meat.

I'm kinda scrunty
And I have a hard body
Hence the name, Sheena.

should you make it rhyme
you will note from time to time
it can be sublime

interlocutor
sly modus operandi
feigning poetry

fuck the wit shit and
take hold of the wrong end of
poetry shit stick

not just BAD haiku
it's HORRIBLE poetry
for digital age

havn't you looked?
we are all coprologists
it's so personal

artistic merit
is such a personal thing
it makes me wonder

to the coprophile
there's poetry in motions
which won't be deterred

those who judge are not
bad haukuists those who judge
suck ass hair and more

limber and nubile
somethings wrong about watching
womens gymnastics

immature postings
really suck the joy out of
clever bad haiku

this site has lots of
references to ass-hair
(how is that witty?)

While he is in class
I wish for some company
I sit on my ass

Micah misses her....
Janis is Micah's sister...
They all miss her too!

when you go away
i want to go to l. a.
canada 3K

please send grandpa's ghost
extricate my shitty self
this overdue mess

all the 'windows' of
my mind are fighting to be
'always on top' !crash!

ROADKILL:

hear aged moose is good
at least compared to raccoon
skunk is the best though

janis, didn't know
about your expedition
eat any roadkill?

(sorry, but it does have 5...couldn't think of anything else to put)

some are clear as day
some are like teenage acne
really who cares though

what does scrunty mean?
just wondering about some
of the tags found here

a nosebleed at work?
bleed all over toilet, scram
world-class comedy

Did Janis survive
a weekend in Toronto
drugs, booze and Canuks

woman's Olympic
vollyball, wow! Cuba gets
gold metal for ass!

pull my finger lad
and you will get a surprize!
child nasel assault

whimper like your dog
as you take the first icy beer
out of the freezer

beer is golden
beer more than being golden
It Froths! beer is gold

beer should be free, urp!
like;'dogs run free why can't we?
beer should be free, urp!

my beer jones troubles
me, how did this happen? urp!
can not aford it!

crazy.. rrRRrr...
heh, its all the same. nothing
new. boring, boring

move yourself closer
to how you picture yourself
this brings grace, beauty

Red, yellow, pink green,
Purple, orange, blue. It's all
Rods and cones to me.

Sensing the Rapture
I'm singing, crying, shouting
"Loud Loud Loud Loud" --- peace

I alone in me
am solitary yet free
I am free to be

Roger Waters said
In a most peculiar way
"Come Back Happy"----Buzzzed

Earth And I are ONE,
And together we evolve
but at diff'rent rates

Mezmerizing Moon
Pulling my Heart to--and through
Pounds Out my Sorrow

Shane wears these sweaters
and people say, "Nice sweater,"
but they don't mean it

Why am I thinking
of dishcloths, and why are they
always checked or plaid?

the St. Bernard tongue
starting at the base of the
vagina, wet slurp strait
upward, leaving the clitorus
quivering, at it's passing
like an arrow stuck in a tree

Soft warm tongue, gently
teasing the edges of my
breath, burrow wormlike

through the wound of your
redemption: an opening
designed to hold you.

Stab me with the knife
of lust, commit me to this
repeated murder.

A flightless bird-girl
she plummets, offering her
body to the earth.

My desperation
multiplies itself. My need
scares off the needed.

The hand that you count
these poems is your next love
get used to it bub!

bitter, bitter, i
am... sleep deprived, sex deprived
need to love again

haiku rejected
by one of my closest friends
dont care anymore...

Lo! the Big Day nears
A farewell to youth, Janis
Embrace this milestone