i just can't shut up
I mean it's like a roulette wheel
on perpeutal motion

hope it lands on double zero
take your bet, place the chips
where will the ball land

it's like a tea house
with a church bell going off
shaking the symbol

for peace, resounding war
aching for the heart of
perfection that never comes

never was, never will be

must be the haiku
police, get them out of my
head, I got fucking tea

powder and dinging
bells and that chick, where's
musashi when you need him

life ends not by the
terms of man, but by the terms
of fate, choice and time

anyhow a lot of writers are self righteous douchebags who think their shit doesn't stink but they're just used to the smell

now suicide is quit
pretty much, and I can't quit
I got a job to do

man this is the most
Glen Beckish on acid trip
I have ever taken

and so your answer
sir is a resounding no, my
honor remains with

me, I take my blessing with me
walk on and let the wrath visited
on sodom and gommorrah

come to your doorstep
may God have mercy on your
unforgiving soul

like I said politics
is all too often tradition
stale, dead tradition

the meiji restoration
of course led to world war ii
but the russians came

to learn first hand what
the japanese people were
capable of, and what

but did the sun set
on the land of amaratsu
no, she rose again

as she does every day

from alaska to eastport

but this almost seems
like one of those cartoons where
goku fights aliens...

you are a voice who
calls a curse on a christian
who's master could true

with a word wither
a tree to death, what fruits
you bear, figs, or thorns?

I am a ronin ash
you challenge me, perhaps you
are the one who needs

to experience the
book of five rings, on levels
you have not yet known

seppuku for you
tradition not politics
ignorant gaijin

eventually however
the rent is due, and whatever
we did with our lives

we are vacated
from our bodies and go somewhere
and life goes on

my critique is there's
a core of people who are
regulars and there's

people who just post
and go, and sadly you've well
lightened up, but I

take you all too seriously

anyhow some actors
have shit movies and good movies
and people are fickle

so it is with poets and writers and likewise and the internet is a very
graffitti form of expression

well like all bullshit
it's politics and who likes
who and who doesn't

your streams of conscious-
ness appear to have repeat-
edly neglected

the tying togeth-
er of three discrete ide
-as, one to each line

otherwise it's real-
ly just prose broken arbit-
rarily in three

I just wanted to
have fun writing things but it's
just not fun anymore

5, 7, 7.
1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89...
Fibonacci Parmesan.
(G^n - (-1/G)^n)/sqrt(5)
Burp.

Rose petals open.
"I smell sex and candy here".
My proboscis inhales.

Still it's Bad Haiku
So who cares about number?
The Haiku police?

so intent was i
that my count was incorrect
the shame of it all

merely dividing
syllables into separate
lines isn't haiku

you get what i mean ?
the plan is five seven five
not divide into three

yes he's write, we need
more actual haiku as
oposed to this "angst"

why are people driven
more by food indulgences
and celebrity chefs

in this current time
is the zeitgeist if you can't
eat it it's not there?

housewives at home check
gossip shows and other dry
sundry it twists my

guts, where's the prof
wrestling, oh btw mick foley
likes tori amos

he drank, he smoked and
painted and threw it around
and died in a car

wreck and some woman
wondered who the bleep is this
jackson pollack cat

damn it, and this guy
is supposed to be transgress
ivey sort, why do we

buy the oscar wilde
line crap about artists as
these mad picture guys

I seem to be stuck
on tasks at hand but at least
I have a job but...

oh frig it what kind of career
is a career when the whole slacker
ethos was condoned by gen x
then these politically correct kids
want to save the world from
sugar and additives in food

kinda like ee cum
mings, insert blow job joke here
what if it's polish

sausage?

and to think that was
probably the source of all
those light bulb jokes, blank

folds hands together
how can i outdadaist
this polish maestro....

"Work-at-home" spam blog.
A Polish website, no less!
A good Polish joke!

WTF is this?
A foreign poo-biter spam
douche using my name?

LOL!!!!

I see the big wave.
All I want to do is ride.
To the stars and back.

My Master named me
Darth Figpucker, the Highly
Inappropriate.

A burger and fries
at a sleezy nudie bar.
It's my naked lunch.

Iraq provides her
own lube (oil!), so she must
want the gangbang, right?

Saddam was a psycho, but he kept the other little psychos in line. Now there are suicide bombs there all the time. Way to go, Bush. N. Korea and Iran are far bigger problems than Iraq under Saddam could ever have been. And Saddam was one of the best South Park characters ever. Damn, now he's gone.

America and
ten other bees on Iraq
now that's gangbang.

Shit!
He jumped from a tower
and actually flew
to heaven.

tomorrow ill write a really cool poem and ill call it sanctimonious dopisism just to make the reader wonder what in the hell that means and ill write it in all lower case letters without periods apostrophes or commas because all good poets know that such tools of the english language are really just traps and boundaries no prisons to be escaped from to be avoided like the plague and i realize that probably would have read better with commas periods apostrophes and capital letters but i have to show the world how original and cool i am and i think it would be even better if i wrote it to be read down the page instead of across just to confuse the reader because an easily confused person will find meaning in anything and will probably think my so called poem is a great work of art and also that im a man of the future a man of tomorrow ill write a really cool poem

well I'm reacting
to what I see on here and
I enjoy "angst" so

way too much angst man
instead of agonising
write some bad haiku

we are talking of
"i" like "i" fucking matter
I could drop dead from

a heart attack or
say "screw this" ala cartman
and leave this all here

or turn the laptop
off, or find something else to
do, to shut up and

listen rather than
talking to strangers on a
website I don't know

in other words some
people like their pariah
penis status we

often say they have
their lives lived hard on but in
retrospect, beats nick

I'm a christian, so
I have this love my foes thing
but devil may care...

never open the necronomicon
unless you know the results of
breaking the bonds of the
elder signs

If you read my book,
then you would hate me also.
Click to download it.

beta vhs dvd std :)

all right don't get a
papercut and if you
know you put a smile

to someone's face now
does it ruin your existential
artist I hate myself day?

you're a part of the
human condition and as
such I write as well

who the hell do you think you
are, cthulhu?

I hate all people.
I do not want to be one.
And as such I write.

"He who makes a beast
of himself gets rid of the
pain of being a man."
-- Dr. T., RIP

Edgar Poe & I went out for a drive in his Porsche. We'd been out hogging and there were two fatties squeezed in the back. He'd been smoking opium and was driving way too fast. He crashed though a country fence and into a field at 75 mph. We were heading for a huge oak. I yelled, "Poe! A tree!"

Pop the sentient zit on my taint that sings the Star Strangled Banner off key like a drunken war veteran at wee hours. I tried to have it removed, but the surgeon refused after he spoke with it at great length. They discussed Nietzsche and homemade beer. I just want to get some sleep.

suicide is a
sad thing because all the talk
covered stuff within