a declaration
finished with the timid shit
my flag is deep black
by Lush
heartache and longing
limiting social constructs
rage with enmity
by Lush
I am speechless for
I am amused but I am
still speaking, what gives
by vhs
"Awesome! Cool! Awesome!
Awesome! Awesome! Cool! Awesome!"
A quote from my boss :(
A talk with my boss
After this, I ask myself,
"Why do I work here?"
by Amongst The Rabble
anthony bourdain, I
see him back then, focused, mad
and he looks better
with grey hair, fitter
he is a decent writer
from my point of view
by vhs
the state in life when
I feel in the wilderness
and nothing doing
by vhs
and we are used to
whatever that is it just
doesn't shock no more...
by vhs
Some Haiku is good
My Haiku stinks like garbage
I am envious
by Shirley Smothers
it's not easy to
see christmas lights because it
reminds me who's not here
hallmarky things make
me mad but cynicism does
too, dead loved ones gone
the ones that stick by
have their own issues and
survive my own flaws
by vhs
If I tried to sound
crazy and funny here I'd get
shot down real fast
by vhs
blissfully clueless
is how I describe the gen
after yours and mine, crude
by vhs
a lacklustre dome
entombs an autumnal daze
but one shade of grey
by Lush
whilst beaded in sweat
or "abead" if you prefer
i bead a handbag
by Lush
origin unknown
it shapes and shades each contour
who ( the #@!% ) turned on the lights?
by Lush
I went down to the
crossroads, at midnight, waited
and nothing happened
by vhs
liquid lightning made
in the woods in the moonlight
what they call moonshine
by vhs
not bad lush, but if
the queen of sheba showed up
in canada I
think you might be a
very happy man for at
least a little while
by vhs
but then i reflect
and huff spray paint thrice more
wasted pigment, son
by Lush
i sit, i flit... damn
what the fuck i gonna do?
create some bullshit
by Lush
vanity my ass
Solomon done got it wrong
boredom drives the art
by Lush
soap operas, replaced
by youtube media and
now gen x grows old...
by vhs
I am not clicking
on that link, I am just not
and I won't leave one
by vhs
I'm so cool, ice cool
Cool like a high waterfall
In my Trilby Hat
by William of As I walk in the room
And you call me a
dumb little chicken fucker
like it's a bad thing
by Chicken Fucker of Arkansas
you are outnumbered
in life as in death by those
condemned as fuckwads
by vhs
Vaccine deniers;
Epidemiological
fuckwads of the earth.
by Janis
eat, drink and be but
boy does it piss me off when
food becomes status
not something to enjoy
by vhs
after that you rot
you can do that earlier
but it's less pleasant
by ash
do your time in life
then do your time in death and
after that then what?
by septic funeral
it's just extremely
hard for me to follow adverb
ish verbose statments
(I liked it though)
by vhs
inescapably
autobiographical
ineluctable
[alas]
by Lush
grins, is this place a
hive of haiku and mos
eisley style critters?
by vhs
I've spent my whole life
somewhere amongst the rabble;
Where else would I be?
by Amongst The Rabble of Somewhere amongst the rabble
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...
by vhs
I drank a bit and
opened a freaking twitter
I must have been drunk
by vhs
Haiku comes and goes
Inspiration is lacking
Need a mews right now.
by William
no, no... vhs
tried to submit void haiku
met by gate master
by Lush
I take that personally dude
by vhs
experiment failed...
how to signify nothing?
ellipses taboo
by Lush
if I post something
here maybe you guys will get
going and post more stuff
by vhs
my knee is throbbing
it's hot from staphylococcus
beware spurting pus
by ash
hot throbbing proceeds
time constricts, and then inflates
thump, thump... thump, thump... thump
by Lush
as the pulse quickens
kick the fm radio
and dial 9 1 1
by Lush
a rythmic pulsing
by tempo and depth hastens
Billy Squier: (The) Stroke
by Lush
Not been on a bike
since i was 18, came off
1963
by William of 650 Bonneville
so i dropped the bike
and slid across the roadway
but i'm not dead yet
by ash
I hear my name called
Come William, come dance tango
OK I'm coming.
by William
I hear my name called
Come William, come dance tango
OK I
by William
I don't quite think in
floral language, I don't know
what you call my style
by vhs
critique of style meets
difference of taste, still one
has to be themselves
by vhs