the elderly and
the retards fuck at gun-point
in a dark cellar

Running out of gas.
As the final school day nears.
--anticipation.
It's june. And the path winds down.
The finish line is now near.

Masks tell many tales
in their contours, shape, purpose.
-- Desire's window.

the end of the world
trend this time, two one oh two
why is this so "fun?"

(for people to imagine the end of the world and changes happening I just don't get)

Hate decorating
Tired, have not shaved for four days
I'm covered in paint

a cell phone bursts forth
conversation is broken
nothing remembered

it comes too easy
water down the mountain side
beaver builds a DAMN

What was I thinking?
White noise distracts,confusing...
What was I thinking?

the school is as much
as the church is and was an
institution, a

socializing tool
a machine to make men into
man's own damned image

yes, I didn't leave
the women out, they seem to
have "common sense" well

except maybe mad
PETA people as bad as
Bible talk junkies

he blew up and curse
me in the name of YHWH
then he broke and cried

Clarity is rare
when the speaker's not sure of
where to take that voice.

HOW MUCH POVERTY IS THERE?
DEDICATED TO THE POOR THE HUNGRY AND DESTITUTE OF THIS WORLD

HOW STRONG MUST I BE
HOW DO I GET SOMEONE TO NOTICE
BUT I ENDURE STILL

HOW MUCH MISERY
HOW MUCH LIFE HAS PASSED ME BY
BUT STILL I ENDURE

HOW LONG IS ENOUGH
HOW MUCH MORE TILL TIME PASSES
BUT I ENDURE STILL

HOW STRONG IS MY WILL
HOW MUCH IS ENOUGH FOR ME
BUT I ENDURE STILL

Ash x Nippress

StarWars Wedding

True Love

Unpleasant surprise
An elevator opens
The last fart lingers

knocking on the door.
but nobody comes to answer.
Loneliness is felt.

Security guard
for the school screams at students.
But they laugh at him.

He has no power
Can't do a damn thing to them.
And, yes, they know it.

I here him screaming.
I hear the students laughing.
Everyday, same thing.

The cycle will complete
180 school days.
--No lesson learned here.

memories of old pros
lost to yesterday passing
I see the drugs still

have the people here
too...so stuck in the 1990s
internet ghetto

you know what the fuck
are you going to do when
I start praying for you

when will the snobby
elites learn their place as lawn gnomes
I shall never know

why

guys with dicks must be
on top of the world which is
why a man set the

record for sitting
on a pole for so long I
am betting yessir

did somebody fart ?
smells like repeats of something
oh, it was nothing

Nobody gets me down.
or pin me for a dumb clown.
I stand strong and mean.

got you trade secrets
then the system changes loops
become holes no more

mean d. of So Cal
I guess below says it all
don't talk about it

One minute you're there
and then you're gone forever
Like a poof of smoke

405 freeway
slithers through the city's grid.
like blood through its veins.

words don't spell the way
they are suppose to sound like.
Damn English phonemes!

A nice rosey smell
After being in the bathroom.
Thank you Lysol Spray.

they don't have nixon
to push around anymore
and they're still pushing

fucking idiots
in the parking lot looking mean
eating cheeseburgers

oh I'm one

well since the weak are
pushed around by the insecure
go blow yourselves up

Things start slowing down.
Gray hairs sprout, joints start to ache.
Aging really blows.

night, and once again
the vacant oversized bed
sheets stay unruffled

A good spell-checker
can be your best friend for life.
If available.

Desert winds pick up.
the riders jump in their machines.
It's land-sailing time.

burst of natural speed.
on the hard dry lake surface.
sails is the engine.

three wheels makes the cut
while leaving a dusty tail
like a jet engine.

You can't beat this ride.
as you zip and fly on by
You, the wind, the car.

we are not surprised
these things often happen here
down on the rancho

bodies in blankets
lie head to foot in the trunk
the heat has changed them

windows down dust caked
accordian riffs fill the air
warm beers in hand

Did I open the door
and stepped into a heated fued?
Middle man, I am.

thank you dear fleebus
for your continued concern
for our happiness

you're a real trooper
fondling all your merchandise
stroking your wookie

across galaxies
is that george lucas i hear ?
screaming copyright

repetitive troll
is not even vaguely droll
vote here, it's a poll

The June gloom gives way
Blues skies and warm rays, today!
Thank God for the Sun!

morning dilemna
coffee break, or stay in desk
caffeine, or coffin

You can behave well
Or act like the twat you are
And be deleted

i don't give a dam!
so it's up to you sammich
You won't be here long!

June in ghetto school
Graduation for a few
street life for others.

Graduation Day
Even parents stay away
Teachers take new role.

Familiar faces
becomes the reward for them.
Four years not wasted.

We were there for them.
when nobody believed in them.
They accomplished it.

We showed them the way
Out of the ghetto they dwelled.
a new day begins.

whas gwoin on heer?
cunfwusin poinless . Sorry.
Marbles in my mouth.

warming my cockles
hail your progeny cleetus
i'm too thrilled to count

son of sammich
bastard child of doggydoo
i toast you once more

i gave up smoking
i really really miss it
try a bad haiku