"make women happy
get them pregnant"...the GEEK shall
inherit the earth

LIFE! Such a great gift!
Make lots of woman happy
Get them all pregnant

half-hour haiku
workout sans sweat now it's time
to jog the body

do not drop that acid
it will scar you for life and
warp your chromosomes

overdeveloped
right brain leaves me leaning to
the left side of life

haiku-aerobic
goal of five sets each day a
formidable task

Twittering away
attention spans and substance
byte by byte by byte

he dusts off his sock
monkey toy to try a new
game spank the monkey

double entendre
tea-bagging gives Tea Party
joie de vivre

Is Twitter needed?
Do I need to know you pooped?
Save that for Facebook.

Don't care who wins game
Watching for the commercials
and The Who halftime

Phoenix: Large small town
Backassward, Ingnorant, Stale
Cultural Wasteland

If I know better,
why don't I do the right things?
Can I know what's right?

a broken clock
will not stop time-
only pauses it.

an old typewriter
and a smoking pipe-
wheres the moment?

time ascends
and time descends-
all in dark color.

gray foggy day
forsaken old stone path-
stillness prevails.

in the abandoned house
a vaporous image of youth-
rests halfway up the stairs.

when one icon
is not enough-
send up two.

fresh promise of youth
smashed and broken life-
city street death waits.

among steps no longer used
tree roots have taken over-
flowering weeds thrive.

morning sun breaks over
mist hidden lake waters-
moss covered pier decays.

beasts wait silently
invisible in deep forests-
impervious to time.

Palin speaks to Tea
Party gathering "GREAT!!"
shrieks the Mad Hatter

REVOLUTION themes
and Queen of Hearts' blind fury
"now off with his head!"

Seven Eleven
clerk by day jihadist at
night check your Slurpee!

whisking Haitian kids
to a better life and souls
saved in Jesus' name

Why can't I learn this:
When dirty and clean cross paths,
both end up the same

Grecian urns adorn
her interior walls with
countless one true loves

admit it sometimes
you find solace in others'
pain and suffering

feel good stories don't
fuel the ANGST give 'em double
shots of "STURM UND STRANG"

mostly about you
the world turns, but then nature
breaks you fuckin heart

some eight months ago
I joined haiku-robics to
exercise my mind

when its 1 0 5
i wont have an angry word
i'll just smile and sweat

Once, unwittingly,
my words broke a young girl's heart;
One never forgets

It snows every day,
or so it seems as of late
Will it snow this spring?

34 degrees
it feels like a day in spring
except for the snow

'neath unbearable
weight of steel stone grief
death's most foul callings

I am buried here
crushed hopes and life ebbing know
here I am dying

from the loosened edge
of her soggy bottom oozed
unspeakable stains

the bank has crumbled
and i fall flat on my face
inhaling the dirt

he tried to explain
the king snake was safe as his
screaming classmates fled

man wears t-shirt with
seat belt design to not have
to wear his seat belt

screams and laughter
in the tub waves lap 'oer rim
aquatic cherubs

on a bigger note
the whole beast of on line life
great e-barrier reef

thousands of phrases
enfolding over time build
The Great Haiku Reef

screams and laughter from
the loo... "It's backing up!!!"
effluent children

ego invested
parents drag their "mini-me"
from pillar to post

progeny reflects
folks' vicarious mission
"we" will...MUST succeed

thousands of dollars
spent on ballroom dance lessons
still can't dance worth shit

bestiality
making a strong comeback in
ole' Gommorah town

sex in a stable
guilty as charged but the horse
gave nary a neigh

Winters' sun alight
dimly through descending snow-
daydreams of summer.

is there still a big
red button that doesn't do
anything online?

wayne schenk won one mil
but died of lung cancer 'fore
he cashed his first check

he won 31 mil
in the texas lottery
"worst thing that happened"

they found him under
a concrete slab lottery
winner met jackals

win the lottery
next day struck and killed by car
fairly long odds yes?

my super is a
sex offender with keys to
my apartment HELP

Someone, anyone
Please mangle Nora Ephron
Before she types on

Sumo you get up
You are much too fat to sit
on my very small lap

Artist gave painting all
But woman have twelve fingers
That does not seem right