self-absorbed, preening
sycophants have to much time
at their disposal

you who turn away
from this red tide of haiku
......I can understand

no wonder the ASS,
epicenter of focus
and aggression, bleeds

working the night shift
scorp gets his licks in and I
punched the clock this morn'

when it suits you just
call me aggressive bully
when not bleating sheep

[shotgun patterns become me]

me no start this war
me newcomer to bad haiku
me stop whenever

...........me pleases, kind sir-

thirty years later
sticks and stones may break my bones...
gets polished upgrade

sir loin of beef or
perhaps prime rib, a1 or
bourdelaise?

face calm like puddle
begging to be messied up
loins begin to stir

I admit I have laid
it down pretty harsh here and
you just want to write...

the bully claims not
a thing was done wrong, it was
not fair at all, no...

I have been both

the schoolboy taunts
the bully and finally
flattens him, it ends

so to my critics
up yours, up yours and keep it
there, keep talking so...

so what

Well it could be one
army of me, kvetching
about just some guy who

just conventiently
happens to be there, to throw
stones at then he shoves

the 9th Symphony
up your ass

i could just change my
name to something else but it
would not change me or

change your reactions to
whatever it is, proud minds
write outside reacting

hmm, maybe some peeps
need to go back to school and
learn to be kids, so

only with the minds of
"children" can one enter the
kingdom of God, ....eh

wonders if they even
get what I'm saying

who's to know if the
folks here have their own not so
good parts they deny?

it gives some people
a cause, but the trick is to
walk away really...

people don't care and
then they have their moment of
the dark night of soul

and they have to find
out for themselves, as the cock
crows three times for you

I am tired of
not living to my own good
potential, shoot it

down if you want what
are words from total strangers
I don't even know?

it's called fight or flight
people are either group or
self oriented

there are also closed
and open minds, reactions
and this is said case

I've been here for over
10 years, this is just old Gen X
depressed "individualism"

pearls before swine

perv...we played you
zooted on leaky-leak splayed
you.. just waxed your ass

whus crackalackin
in crooklyn hommes.. me droppin'
dozens on septic

thinks he's Ginger Man
but his glibness revealed so
many doors unopened

effluent streams run
deep and far for Septic Man
roto-rooter ace

wart-pocked toad-man rued
his encounter with Septic
"never trust a pervert"

fifty thousand hits...
so many bad haikus to
ink.....so little time

geriatric blues
broken string, her memories
like pearls roll away

reared by a jackal
Septic slit his siblings' throats
in the darkened den

residue of love
fluids exchanged in darkness
this wart is for you

barren field littered
with ghosts of wars past...hallowed
ground weeps crimson tears

schoolboy rants...bittersweet
tastes of naivete, bravado
and hormones rising

madness' dark descend
spiraling downward thru the
rabbit's hole to HELL

the right to bear arms
bullets sprayed in tight quarters
INNOCENCE slaughtered

collective madness
spreads cross the land like tainted
rye...ergot crazed loons

run amok...shrieking
"Afire..St. Elmo's fire
a pox upon US...

USA!!...USA!!!....USA!!!!"

So America
must be awful place to live
So full of crazies

Bliss of connection
woman who follows so well
each step to match mine

Food for the Black birds
Bright red berry's in the Sun
Cotoneaster bush

tired of this junk
bring back the beauty of our
half-assed poetry

anna's eyes delight
fills the space between inside
warmth and her first snow

O.C.D. actions
serve as offense in defense
of the greater good

biding time hoping
others to join the fray 'gainst
campy perverts like

WE all know WHO...SE reign
of repugnance will soon end
meanwhile I fight on

life in the green room
the hiss and throb of water
summer sun beats down

perseveration
will fall to perseverance
bad haiku endures

rage against the dark
for all your angst and fury
no-one's listening

Some people write bad
haiku, while others are men-
Tally impaired... Like

Scorp, here's some advice
Call your local suicide
Helpline and see a...

Shrink. And you septic
Funeral, piss off. Or just
STFU ,cuz'

Nobody gives two
Shits about what you write OR
what your problems are

PS. STOP HOGGING
THIS WEBSITE, BECAUSE
IT PISSES ME OFF

(and everybody else for that matter)

get the bloodied gimp
he hasn't learned his lesson
it's "splay time" once more

we turned you out and
set you free and followed your
bloody trail back here

santa bad santas
at it again pervs free to
spread yule time disease

sit on santa's lap
confess your childish desires
as i hold you close

their parents did
not raise them, the money's free
some turn out ok...

you know how projects
get graffiti and it seems
to attract, thugs, junk?

hmm...lots of words the
psychopath charms but has no
sense of morals, none

me, I'm just a stubborn
ass