if I am a broken
shell of a man, call me hump
ty dumpty, eggshells

the boot smashed in the
face forever, the old scene
of evil in orwell

the energy wasted
on the brawling egos makes
me wish surrender

trust in your instincts
bash in their brains with boot heels
a bum won't be missed

shards of you, trauma
reflected, one jagged life
lined with deep vengeance

to slay the monster
in the field when the monster
is already bleeding...

shallow puddle fills
patter of raindrops can't mask
the sound of small feet

think it's fun to write
edgy, taboo, provoking
really bad haiku?

in real life we weep
for abuse victims..faces
not soon forgotten

this culture of death
litters our streets with crumpled
lives and suffering

so laugh with the boyz
'till local news comes knockin'
to enfold your grief

I will of be back
But under yet another name
I have used many

Gently I write here
Wishing you all a nice day
And thanks for the fun

hahahaha
Easy to wind people up
Pages of Rubbish

endless bickering
some divergent opinions
and nothing changes

Septic, you're just fueling
the fire, and it's not really help-
ing any of us here.

So, both of you, just
SHUT UP, AND LEAVE US ALONE!
Thank you, and have a

Nice day!

Scorp, just stop being a
troll, and let everybody else
write in peace. Thank you.

don't ever give up
the world can't burn in a day
it needs constant fuel

enough said, I concede
the floor to the better perv
have at em fellow

the actual meaning
of life is to live, we saw
and burned fight club...thanks

the meaning of life:
small acts of terrorism
performed with a smile

what the hell can I
say, I'm damned if I do and
I'm damned if I don;'t

so damn it, damn it
destroy all the way to hell
when I'd rather build

up to heaven

it sure does vince, it
feels like high noon at midnight
and it doesn't end

night falls much to soon
'neath rows of trees shadows grow
longer than tombstones

for your information
I like women and want to
marry one ok? pow

better a sick mofo
than a boring reactionary feminist
too afraid to express

truth, just protest some
thing that offends them and
I am offended and the

beat goes on!

so do what you will
shall be the whole of the law
love under will righto?

look, the way I see it
I'm sunk anyways, what can I
do, there's no hope

(waaa)

is septic funeral
a band I wonder

I had a convo
with a man who was violent
he stopped and moved on

now he walks away

well at least it's not
hammer smashed face by that
cannibal corpse band

let's face it, a wild
narrow focus on one thing
tunnel vision drive

damn I'd like some of
that tapas, wasn't it henry
miller, food over sex?

all right all right geeze
let me throw myself out of
the window here, let

you get back to talking
about tapas or whatever it
is passes for literature

I don't know you and
you don't know me, and I don't
know if I want to!

woman hating? dash
it, I feel like a ram smack
a damn over on

and the noise is in
my head and my head is but
bang thump, fight bang thump

aren't men silly sometimes?

I dunno, sex is
not enough without love it's
just, love is the thing

the dregs of human
kind judged foul by one hurt too
wishy washy wild

wow...the angry "audience"
is a pretty good writer too
like to see your haiku

(hint we hate ourselves, we're guys)

"Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial."

Shakespeare must have known sick mother fuckers like you two scum sucking, bottom feeders... SCORP..SEPTIC FUNERAL

Hark!! Your punkass, erudite quotes..."black eyes and bruises I do what I want with you" "decapitated hookers, mom must never know" "tell septic I like your shit, smear more of it on here", "hang yourself"..."fuck me till I bleed"...ad nauseum

The Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy of SICK MOTHERFUCKERDOM

And for my rage, don't dare try to associate my anger/hatin' on you two with your women hating, sado-masochistic, self-loathing bad haiku...

Oh how I wish we could really see who you,poor excuses for men, are. ...photos...addresses....
you know...like those repeat sex offenders whose identities are made PUBLIC to keep you under a watchful eye.

Consider yourselves so very lucky you can hide in the bowels of BAD HAIKU

let's calm down a bit
and focus on what matters
--friends, family, incest

trust me, right now I'm
seeing stars going "again?"
what came over me

word war going on
huddled mass stand by rubbles
going w...t...f...???

the word virus spreads
the inner struggle to say
how did James Frey get

published????

we and me could all
use a good lighten up I
am not fat but just

fluffy as one says
fast food she digs special
oh, bill said that one

to be honest I'd
love to hear you all read and
shout and go for more

team effort flies on
hail mary, her head in hands
he came to this??? ahh!

blushes...yes, it's that
damned internet highway rage
I think that guy is

pretty damn good but
he does put downs too, birds of
a feather you know

FUCK THE 5-7-5!!
scurry in the darkness
little SCORP-ion...

Surely we'd all love to hear your fabled, stand-up act in a public forum...where you can read your monstrous pieces under the bright lights....

ALAS, we know it doesn't serve you well to "share" your haiku gems publicly.

It is so much easier to hide in your dark hole and anonymously spew your torrents of torment on Bad Haiku.

Perhaps some day THEY will give you a day pass so you'll be able to attend an open mike reading... and be sure to tell your multiple personality disordered friend, SEPTIC FUNERAL, he can bring his reamed out pieces of shit to read as well.

I'D PAY ADMISSION TO SEE YOU TWO READ YOUR TOMES IN A PUBLIC FORUM.

Too good to be true
Like that unicorn I saw
Strolling down the street

Somebody bitchy?
Angry at the world again?
Just scratch that itch.

And don't let it spread,
fester like a bad cold
Nobody will care

about sophomoric
rants and useless diatribes
What makes you special?

Bull in a glass shop
charging to be a bad ass
in shattered glasses.

Bring that umbrella
They say it could get messy
When it rains like this

You beat me today
But I won this little war
When I gave you AIDS

smell your own shit you
cunts, taste your own asses
dip into your own wells