this is how it is
just visiting this planet
on my way somewhere

as if you really know
that which is not right or wrong
nice try you asshole

good morning cruel world
today hasn't happened yet
so hand me the bong

well you should know best
first best judge yourself before
pissing in the wind

love cannot be found
through fiberoptic wires
only at walmart

To grope this young girl
Only this hole in the wall
When I yearn for flesh

beorn knows his pills
he got it from the master
that freak which is me

not sure where i am
i cant laugh and i cant cry
simply insipid

cant write this moment
theres evil in vicodin
my liver is steel

The bed warm and soft
Her body glistens in the sun
Imagination

hello dear reader
it is you that i address
just because i can

people are insane
unpredictably crazy
that goes for you to

this is a haiku
it seems your still reading it
thank god its over

frenchy, sympathies
yes, icq really sucks
like everything else.....

not to mention y'all
ravening, slobbering wolves
chill, be serious.

ronin, my good gawd
ease up, you're out of control
try to get a grip!

soak up the good times
store them like bears store fat
the winter cycle

Staring thru a glass
Makes her look even fatter
Twinkies equal NO!

I dont understand
what the hell happened last night
I think I'm guilty

he said we were "loud"
too much laughing and drinking
fuck that neighbor bitch

this thing we call life
with its twisting and turning
neither here nor there

wanted to know why
after i had that number
because of some ex

pharmaceuticals
can be way too much at all
or never enough

i am freaking out
because i don't know what's up
can't find my way home

hello world i love
its time to play in the wind
because i don't know

I am not bitter.
I thought I was over it.
Fucking ICQ.

Glad she is happy.
I really fucking mean it.
Shit. More therapy.

None of the above.
She wanted to rub my face
in her happy life.

Kidneys, intestines?
What could she possibly want?
I hate ICQ.

Heart was not enough.
She wanted to rip out more.
Want my liver too?

police freak me out
they found my guns and my drugs
i wont die alone

Minding my business.
"Uh-oh"... Up pops ICQ
instant message... shit.

dont shit where you eat
you do not want parasites
and it smells real bad

I thought she was gone.
Tore out my heart and then laughed.
Can't call her "heart-less"

these haikus are bad
lacking creativity
myself considered

I'm a millionaire.
sheena, sisters, look at me!
Not my bank account.

your favorite meal
easily turns into least
barfing Sunday morn

Dead Jesus serves me
Holy browneye deliver
a WIN unto me!

So many boxes
My life compartmentalised
But with no handles

apr

like thick rope, half-hard
tunneling down the pantleg;
longing for Sheena

....and then i eat you
lie down and i do the rest
.lips between your thighs

....i cook Asian food
the better for you to eat
...and then maybe more

...ash is just too old
he is past retirement age
..why not date with me?

Sheena and Frenchy:
Your poems soothe my restless id;
Simply...erotic!

i'm the reason why
romance novels sell so well
it's not brain damage.

the job market sucks
almost as bad as dating
i get such rejects!

why can't life just be
a little bit easier?
a little more fun...

my sisters tell me
"just marry a millionaire"
should i laugh or cry?

hey ash, invite me
over for dinner sometime
i hear you can cook???!?

Stop Fucking so much!!!!!
Too many people on this
planet! fuck elsewhere!

just saw a couple
of haiku, up here on the
highway, hitching north!