vanity my ass
Solomon done got it wrong
boredom drives the art

soap operas, replaced
by youtube media and
now gen x grows old...

I am not clicking
on that link, I am just not
and I won't leave one

I'm so cool, ice cool
Cool like a high waterfall
In my Trilby Hat

And you call me a
dumb little chicken fucker
like it's a bad thing

you are outnumbered
in life as in death by those
condemned as fuckwads

Vaccine deniers;
Epidemiological
fuckwads of the earth.

eat, drink and be but
boy does it piss me off when
food becomes status

not something to enjoy

after that you rot
you can do that earlier
but it's less pleasant

do your time in life
then do your time in death and
after that then what?

it's just extremely
hard for me to follow adverb
ish verbose statments

(I liked it though)

inescapably
autobiographical
ineluctable

[alas]

grins, is this place a
hive of haiku and mos
eisley style critters?

I've spent my whole life
somewhere amongst the rabble;
Where else would I be?

I was bs, that
was short for bullshit it was
meant for irony

is it not an thing
ironic that irony is
a dead thing then...then...

I drank a bit and
opened a freaking twitter
I must have been drunk

Haiku comes and goes
Inspiration is lacking
Need a mews right now.

no, no... vhs
tried to submit void haiku
met by gate master

I take that personally dude

experiment failed...
how to signify nothing?
ellipses taboo

if I post something
here maybe you guys will get
going and post more stuff

my knee is throbbing
it's hot from staphylococcus
beware spurting pus

hot throbbing proceeds
time constricts, and then inflates
thump, thump... thump, thump... thump

as the pulse quickens
kick the fm radio
and dial 9 1 1

a rythmic pulsing
by tempo and depth hastens
Billy Squier: (The) Stroke

Not been on a bike
since i was 18, came off
1963

so i dropped the bike
and slid across the roadway
but i'm not dead yet

I hear my name called
Come William, come dance tango
OK I'm coming.

I hear my name called
Come William, come dance tango
OK I

I don't quite think in
floral language, I don't know
what you call my style

critique of style meets
difference of taste, still one
has to be themselves

how myriad tools
don't suffer for ambition
beggars my belief

balance of my time
carousing and repenting
vacant, relenting

anniversary
of time ill spent, composing
and well spent reading

I'm xorry. we have these
memories for a time and
come back, visit them.

Many hours spent here
my salvation whilst my wife
Lay slowly dying

Very, very bad.
So very very not good.
Can't help but laugh ha.

My sweet bad haiku
Horrible fucking poems
A whole 16 years

the site grows older
but some trolls never grow up
blow me, zabadoo

sixteen but not sweet
happy birthday bad haiku
i love you long time

In a creepy house
I found an old creepy doll
Got out of there quick

Want to learn the truth?
Listen to politicians
Do the opposite

now I know why I'm
glad gen x is "over", folks
seem less x files and

the deal is more real
the challenges are concrete
rather than stale ghosts

why do I feel like
the older folks get they get
cynical and cool

in other words there's
a history of the end
of the world out there

The Cuban blockade
The free world the missile crisis
Annihilation

The end of time's here?
who cares heard it all before
Were wiped out so what

congratulations
on mind reading, Chowderhead
you busted that shit

Sleep eludes me on
the AM Midtown Direct
thanks to Coughing Guy

Why not sit next to
Cell Phone Lady or Full Blast
iPod Hipster Ass?

at the turning points
in history how did folks
live thinking there was

no time left to live?