freedom to appeal
rise up and say how you feel
someone else's deal
by ash
i hear what you say
your ideas have merit
but it ain't haiku
by ash
fuck nepotism and irony and metaphor and meritocracies and borders and depreciation and the "time value" of money and principal and fear and ambition and obsolescence and Malthus and efficiency and endorphins and disdain and schedules and racketeering and threats and retribution and and and derision.
by Lush
i feel like a right asshole when soapboxing; but, dammit all. fuck all of the nuanced distinctions and befriend your neighbor and let's solve some of this shit. otherwise, toss it all. the art, the love, the property. fuck's sake.
by Lush
dash the division
and address poverty's house
most complaints downwind
by Lush
racism endures
homophobia allures
sexism, most pure
by Lush
something to be said
about pencils, they work in
space, as they are
remodeling, nope
no new space pens, just graphite
russian cosmonaut
by bhs
Old yellow pencil -
Blunt, worn eraser, chewed up.
More work, less of us
by Amongst The Rabble
topless patrons at
a topless bar, served coffee
it got burned down see
by bhs
herculean id
bound no more by balderdash
topples partitions
by Lush
awakened by joy
met with schlepps and internets
self chastened, i prize
by Lush
acts of disvalor
becoming most inviting
forewarned is boring
by Lush
distracted before
mightn't even summon more
bold pop-ups begone
by Lush
ghastly occurrence
"cognizance." in my "captcha"
among the worst words
by Lush
so gore vidal
has passed away and for what
guess I must read up
by bhs
From a dull input
Clarity of cognisance
Polishing my thoughts
.
by William
far too frequently
the problem with family
is that they exist
by ash
the really realest?
repugned by experience
i thwart forever
by Lush
jettison the hope
i quit, therefore I might rise
aloft on disdain
by Lush
a toasted morning
my sole eventide desire
mourning roving souls
by Lush
I'm here to write now
the threads of fate intertwine
part of the whole quilt
by bhs
what is said of pride
is it the last refuge of
those who are dead souls?
by bhs
if you wish to live
gracefully, stop dying
and start living well
by bhs
the show of power
always a shade of grey in
the face before snark
by bhs
paronychia
glowing on my rude finger
please go and get fucked
by counting it better
paronychia
glowing on my rude finger
go and get fucked
by ash
words escape me but
here are the words, written, now
escaping my keys
by Proba Iselleyb
heralding the dawn
prolific shitty haiku
drenching the welcome
by Lush
the source now divorced
from the filtration system
flows unseen, shallow
by Lush
insufflate darkness
my once beloved vortex
finished with that shit
by Lush
condensed vitriol
sublimates on my black heart
vaporized at once
by Lush
ever see the horror
film, man finds pregnant woman
then one night she's not
he has sex with her
then he's sucked into her then
she's pregnant again...
eats a man up now
don't it? add to the idea
there's male and female
signs in the stars, and
such idealism does say
a lot, to us cocks...
by bhs
gather ye ova
and dash the phallus once more
audience reclines
by Lush
let us face the truth
gender biased axiom
males: superior
by Lush
oh come on now then
aren't we all fung shuied or
what have you man/woah
we are the breaks to
each other on the runaway
highway of life
by bhs
Got to have our fix
Woman to stroke our ego
So simple us men
by William
Give money to banks
They can't manage our Billions
Capital idea
by William
Nothing fucks up your
Friday like realizing
its only Tuesday
by Anonymous Poet
my vertex 2 sleeps
as if spiked by nembutal
fuck you ocz
by ash
Lonely small town girl
Bad boy. Fast car. Alcohol.
Tragedy ensues.
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
a disburbing prose
designed to get tension
might not need answers...
so we leave it here
read, green, blue, and so on,
angry sounds of loss
by bhs
Romantic Christmas Memories
Approximately 50,000 universes explode in my left nostril, the sparkly bursting lights reminding me of dead Christmases past with all the bright green and red pools of bloody wrapping around the memories of grandparents and dinners that are no more and never to be again. The farce-ness of it all, the dead curb-side forests after New Years
by Chicken Fucker of Hell's outhouse
well I just made a
slight investment in cheese
tonight, films that is
tom servo and crow
are going to haunt me for
the next five months now
by bhs
colleague of janis
the rapture of recaptcha
delivers the goods
by ash
Congratulations
Bad Haiku, and welcome to
your new web server.
by Adam
ringing familiar
holy deja vu, batman
badhaiku term search
by Lush
said tolling bell pealed
amid recently deceased
do not ask for whom
by Lush
a monkish Merton
on hearing the tolling Donne
paid some fine homage
by Lush
in freshman english
found no man is an island
John Donne, collected
by Lush
seeing we have choice
i rarely watch tv now
the web is more fun
by ash