twist the antenna
fuzzy channels hiss and spit
soap en espanol

The rocks get scorching hot,
leaving blisters on my toe.
They show no mercy.

Back for more abuse,
to my eyes and to my ears.
I love Bad Haiku!

Obnoxious TV.
Showing stupid comercials.
Why do I still watch?

A contortionist.
Metal sticks to an old man.
Another can't freeze
They're all part of the human race.
But they are more than human.

Oh, my smelly feet
Even I can't stand it for long.
My imperfection.

damn page acting up!
cut my lousy poem to shred.
Is there a critic?

Oh, my smelly feet.
Even I can

Oh, my smelly feet.
Even I can

Tweaking on something
As they balance on high-heels.
Hustling for more.

See those working girls
Hustling their priced products.
Skinny, disheveled.

The darkest of nights
And something lurks under the stars.
Life knows no boundaries

large pellets of rain,
fall past a street lamp at night -
water turns to flame

life is death of life
I'm not afraid, not one bit
for myself that is

maybe i was wrong
in then, doing what I did
i can still make good

so that was goodbye
after all those emailed lies
glad your song turned out

today is sunny
can I have your autograph
what will make me/u jump?

He paid for my sins
without me asking what for
the next one's on me

easy, seductive
losing yourself in white noise
slip into the blur

wake up in a haze
same ugly reality
but with new teeth marks

a cheesy haiku
drops to the floor with a "THUD"
there is no third line

Dead still earns money
People are making millions
Just not paid to him!!!

Except by cheque which he's free to cash anytime he wants

i thought jackson's dead
yet again, last time i checked,
they're still burying him

bored stiff at a church
underneath solemnity
we worship hot moms

No one wants to post
Your Haiku has put them off
Yours is in poor taste

oh those virgin breasts
nipples pointed at the sky
they need my man sauce

do you see what I
ever if the reflection
makes no sense to me

you are beautiful
yes i know that L O L
big ego i guess ?

issue a prayer
little slogans, little steps
put my brain cells back

feeling your absence
the void sucking at my chest
like a vise, again

When push comes to shove Who is to say who is right?
The one word statement?

garbage

father-son bonding
decapitated hooker
mom can never know

pulverizing thrusts
killing the god inside you
rectal contractions

Warm soft unsllied
Dancing Tango in my arms
Your cheek touching mine

Those lips so tempting
Light Blue eyes that flash like Jewels
Face of Flawless skin

You move with such grace
I'm finding it hard to breathe
You captured my heart

All this from one dance
Never noticed your beauty
till i touched your soul

getting drunk on saturday?
Oblivion awaits you
God that's so boring

So much more to life
This is not a rehearsal
This is the real thing

unless it scares you
stand still and get connected
Ask! "Me" who am I?

May surprise yourself
See the world for the first time
truly beautiful

Such a mystery
The complexities of woman
Why aren't they like me?

The thick-skinned woman
I know her! and many more
it's all just a front

she flaunts with thick skin
in attempt to hide herself
hustling empty men

Rise to the challenge
squeezed by tight limitations
Your mind forced to work

it's ironic how
life can be summed up in just
a few words on screen

Security tag
Stuck on the crutch of blue jeans
A mannequin's penis?

twilight settled
light has dawned
debris is gone

warm genitalia
rising to the occasion
asses in the air

circumlocuted
in a shortening spiral
into mine own arse

i blew the first line
inhaled the remaining gram
heart palpitations

flippant assbaggery
coupled with hats made of ass
obsessed with recess

what could one posit
in such a small form? Nofit-
haikus are too short.

Skylarks on the wing
The hush of breeze blown cornfields
Noises of summer

the scabs on my cock
crack and bleed with arousal
sorry bout the taste

from the crib, a noise
eager child extends her arms
like an offering

I don't get haiku.
Why use artificial rules?
Off to write blank verse.