sidewalk surroundings
gecko lizards skitter on,
not many squirrels.

Sun rises over there
Many buildings in ruins
Christchurch is messed up.

Ah! the big moon
Falling in slow motion. Stop!
Poop smacks water: Splash.

blatant temptation
fulfillment of payment
have you no mercy

looking through the reeds
multi tiered fountain flows on-
voices, flowers, bees.

Laughing my ass off
At the bad haiku below
Thanks for the humour

agony subsides
vena caval transplant, babe
intake now pristine

This Turmoil we call life
costantly changing ourselves
Just to stay with it

in the preceding
back slash materialized
from cyber ether

mine horrid torture
but miniature portraiture
ache\'s microcosm

sleeping and dreaming
nature break awakens me,
baron deja-vu.

When cherish leaves home
Love lingers like stale perfume
Honor slinks away

beloved, bereft
cardiac catastrophe
bypass candidate

passage of forebears
elicits hollow amends
when redundant, friend

Very bad weather
Hope you and yours are OK
And it inproves soon

it's too fucking hot
at least it's not a cyclone
but the weather sucks

prose insufficient
seasonal lyric eludes
catastrophic end

florid whores galore
candid shit within a clit
smell genital'a

sordid indolence
flaccid penis upon fence
shake it which way?

Little connecteions
Come and go, what have you left?
just an empty hand

empty rusty can
worn shoes trudge the cold pavement
one block to the next

a a a a a
a a a a a a a
a a a a a

toilets flash by.
my stomach grumbles.
a shit is in the making.

smoke is in the air
global warming is rising
ice caps are melting

The wind is a ho
It blows everyone at night
I wish I were wind

i am starving,
drinking dr.pepper instead:
unsatisfied.

Wood pigeon cooing
Twitter of birds on the wing
Early spring perhaps

One relationship
How quickly we move from one
to another one

a flash of anger
the words are spoken and no
spirit shall be spared

observations made
of a moment of a man's
weakness, snapshot, click

ecstasis within
mine copywrite protection
lurid conflagration

those clamoring fools
a slim measure of morons
genius doth recline

we have a dark side
we have a light side, we have
both sides, ying and yang

shakes head...same answers
drugs, faithlessness, oh happy
ma-chines, you are dead

all ready

Don't be so dramatic
Take your medication, Now!
youll soon be better

I feel like getting
done, driving into that pole
being bured, gone

lucky to get home
lucky for all wheel drive as
such is maine winter

exploring my new options
decidedly odd
burbles in the water pipes

Wo is me again
Just been dumped by my Girlfriend.
Not sure how i feel

from canada to
america, vast spaces all
meet in one small spot

hard blue sky above
silent snow slides off a branch
and falls, silent still

toilet tissue twist
spontaneous Mobius
one-sided... two-ply

I'm not a Hobo
I am aming for the Stars
This Gutter's my Ramp

Will try to fix all
the lingering bad haiku
bugs. Will happen soon

8 month old infant
A peanut butter sandwich
One sticky baby

haiku bug report:
apostrophes yield errors
when in "Location"

this precocious lad
likes to use my computer.
(mainly for teething)

he's seven months old
and has no concept of death.
but he loves oatmeal.

fuck relationships
the dream of happy endings
seems a bridge too far

The hands of a clock
Marking the inexorable
oblivion slide

Our ambitions cut
as are our lost desires
Our wants and our needs

Slowly dawns on us
the truth we stumble upon!
we are just mortal

The end comes for us
no longer Gods of sixteen
Our life's nearly gone.