corrosive presence
and some explosive presents
a holiday blast
by Lush
an allowance of
unlimited syllables
spoils the child for sure
by Lush
whereas Zabadont's
engender rampant disgust
or, guilty chuckles
by Lush
or, pretentiously:
litera scripta manet;
written words endure
by Lush
when words remain in
a place over the years thoughts
are trapped in amber
by bs
the moving hand writes
and having writ, moves southward
to squeeze the pus out
by ash
I guess that's what they
mean by the persistence of
time, writing a book?
by bs
hey ho ! zabadoo
behold the master baiter
trolling like a pro
by ash
and lack a daddy
I was on the road again
satori, paris
by Lush
well at least the "gang"
is all here, but do you think
we get used to it?
by bs
Christmas eve morning
snow on roofs, chill in the air,
warm heated car seat.
by mundane
kerouac died at
49, from drinking too much
fish out of water
by bs
whatever insight
once gained, 'twas since lost, alack
gon' buy me some crack
by Lush
momentarily
for collapse is imminent
straw within puddle
by Lush
typing the prior
I toppled a fine bottle
self-chastened I stand
by Lush
indulge if you will
my champagne blighted insight
... mother of mercy!
by Lush
my lifetime measured
beginning just yesterday
more than four decades
by Lush
even in this day and
age lives are more complex than
the words on this site
by bs
quite the oposite
those full of bluster, are all
too often terrified
by bs
Is self indulgence
A by product of success
Coping with excess
by William
ah yes, time is the
old entropy wash, worlds and
countries pass away...
even, stars, even
universes, bigger bangs
fireworks burn out
by bs
we live by the sword
but perish by Lord Chronos
scalpels a mere toy
by Lush
expel the seven
enumerated festoons
and repel all mass
by Lush
most times, just dig sleep
sometimes, dismantle the mind
wherein resides pride
by Lush
the worst thing I do
is I stick a wad of chew
in my face and spit...
by bs
Tax Grover Norquist
this cat is a cocaine fiend
takes one to know one
by Lush
the thing is though shall
I deal with the weather or
shall I be the change
by bs
suffer if you choose
change isn't optional though
it always happens
by ash
so many moments
looking back over time gone-
still the same slippers
by mundane
the custom of new
year's resolution though of
course is not enough
by bs
yup that is true, and
it's up to me to make the
changes I need to
by bs
between now and then
there can be more of the same
or not; it's your choice
by ash
oh I'm fucking hell
all frustrated with people i
feel in my way in
my real life and I
just want them to get the hell
out of the way so I
can live my own life
as I see fit instead of taking
it out on others...
by bs
I get tired of it
we all do, we all want to
nirvana's dead, gone
by bs
I would love to find
a peg to fit in but that
just ain't gonna be...
by bs
I would prefer a
bit of harmony to bullcrap
I'm too old for this...
by bs
could you please be a
tad more civil, I don't know
you personally but
I genuinely hate some of you
sort of the generic assholes
you meet in english class
wanna be bukowskis
by bs
scrambled egos of
course make for lousy omelets
and don't go well with
cheese, because the cheese
is quite there, however the
cheese is generic
by bs
writing groups often
degenerate into egos
go try AA sometime
it worked for chuck palahiniuk
by bs
CORNUCOPIA
THIS SITE IS OVERFLOWING
SELF DOUBT AND LONGING..
by WILLIAM
prolific haiku
sprout from the website like weeds
calling for roundup
by ash
fusion does make more
energy, like the sun but
even that fuel gets spent
by bs
fissile material
renders me indifferent
I prefer fusion
by Lush
florid corridors
await the intrepid soul
by lever, recline
by Lush
i spat in the wind
and urinated upstream
awash in my own
by Lush
circuitous route
twining upon its contour
getting me nowhere
by Lush
Dean Larry Summers
and others decry chick smarts
door's open ladies
by Lush
I think we need more
ladies writing haiku here
to round out us men
by bs of just my opinion keep your stick on the ice
I want to read stuff
that reveals the humanity
of those who write here
by bs of which generation are u?
see infra prior
haiku boasting i've read all
not wholly hollow
by Lush
