What is knowing eh?
Of being and nothingness,
Uh, have a drink eh.
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
Gypsies sell their wares. 
Drig reps circle like buzzards. 
Hospital life blows.
by Thom of Universe 
 
			
I cannot recall
the corn that dots my visit. 
Show me the bidet. 
by Thom of Universe 
 
			
it's disappointing
when well meaning decisions
turn out to be bad
by ash
 
			
a name emblazoned
embrace, forestall evasion
shirk that phony shit
by Lush
 
			
preternatural
paranoia coupled with
false nomenclature
by Lush
 
			
taciturnity
a placid eternity
laryngectomy
by Lush
 
			
Slack jawed mouth breathers
Idiots of the workplace
Its only Monday
by Mike of Michigan 
 
			
The tourists have gone
Cone lickers, slow drivers all
Good riddance bastards
by Mike of Michigan 
 
			
Ode to Michaels hair. 
That which is not on the top,
is lush on the chin.
by Thom of Universe 
 
			
My good friend Thomas
Abundantly flatulent
Oh so foul and gross
by Mike of Michigan 
 
			
My good friend Thomas
Abundantly flatulent
Oh so foul and gross
by Mike of Michigan 
 
			
Dirty nasty sex
Unbridled inhibitions
touch my dirt button. 
by Center of Uranus 
 
			
Slowly enveloped
Steamy, pungent discomfort
Fart in the shower. 
by Thom of Interlochen, Mi 
 
			
Clip clop clip clop bang. 
The sound of country gangsters. 
Menonite drive-by.
by Thom of Interlochen, MI 
 
			
Crap in the hallway
Was it the naughty children
Or the fucking dog
by Mike of Michigan 
 
			
Accidentally 
Spread a falsehood, did not know
Google proved the truth
by Shirley Smothers
 
			
Octopus on ice
Goddamn that's nice
Zamboni, Zamboni
by Mike of Michigan 
 
			
dog licks at crotch
she must have fleas in there now
i have some FrontLine
by nembocratious of Portland 
 
			
rooster awakened
shivering, inert... hastened
alcoholism
by Lush
 
			
captive audience
orchestrated, faux applause
imbecility
by Lush
 
			
bored conventioneers
profuse with slogans and beers
tarnish surroundings
by Lush
 
			
i stifled friction
betwixt my scrotum and thigh
with organic powders
by Lush
 
			
that seagull haiku
was flippin' hilarious
restored origins
by Lush
 
			
holiday's over
the spambassadors return
but i'm not buying
by ash
 
			
Seagulls at Kmart
Are they keen bargain shoppers
or lost in the flock
by Ryan of Greensboro, NC 
 
			
a drunken buffoon
ambassador of malice
hasten forgiveness
by Lush
 
			
math, sense memory
chemistry 'tis reflexive
pure identity
by Lush
 
			
bhagavad gita
along with upanishads
fulfill med pre-reqs.
by Lush
 
			
While at Institute
I studied engineering
'midst Patels Galore
by Lush
 
			
of course the tutors
of physics and biology
hail from India
by Lush
 
			
Who owns this country?
Government for Government
Such costly ideas
by William
 
			
Cheat your online class.
Just click the link to the right.
I'll do your homework.
by Tutor-Homework.com of Math, Chemistry, & Physics -- not poetry. ;-) 
 
			
Blind leading the blind
you think its about you then?
Maybe its just porn
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
and that braille as well
never trusted those blind folk
am i paranoid?
by Lush
 
			
studied ASL
so i could decipher shit
the deaf say 'bout me
by Lush
 
			
lose the thumbs up, bro
unless you're a navy seal
or an astronaut
by Lush
 
			
"There is no Dana,"
Said the thing in the icebox
"There is only Zool."
by Random
 
			
Your mom is so dumb
she even tried to make pie
...with dingleberries
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
			
pretensions though make
tense spirits, tense minds and the
snake oil shows ride on
by bhs
 
			
i measured my anus
and proclaimed a bloody lie
with this, i leave you
by Lush
 
			
blast the unworthy
who would forestall festivals
i dance without blame
by Lush
 
			
a tent opened wide
replete with clowns and zealots
carnival of all
by Lush
 
			
courting the joyous
seeking will without restraint
let us all flourish
by Lush
 
			
a bumbling dumbass
stumbling unharnessed, alas
harmless, the morass
by Lush
 
			
in this time of how
shall it be defined, wars, stress
hunger games, foreclosed?
by bhs
 
			
A doll is for play
To be treasured everyday
A friend come what may
by Shirley Smothers
 
			
don't feel pathetic
just as easily as that
i laugh at myself
by ash
 
			
introspection rules
the reasons for our being
are not your doing
by ash