The recaptcha is
Freaking me out a little
Decoding bitmaps

Trip around the sun
Yet another year flies by
Don't feel dizzy though

it's no fun anymore
you pretty much drove
me away as well

Thank you so very much!
I love my Viagra Spam!
I'm so literal!

I put Viagra
into fried Spam for breakfast.
Keeps me hard all day.

Thank God for trench coats.
I can beat off in public
and no one will know.

Shopping malls are best.
But sometimes I do Starbucks.
Thanks to Viagra!

I love to stroke my
perpetual erection,
pharmacy induced.

Seriously though,
I hear "Viagra", I think
Grandpa with boner.

I mean, like, GA-ROSSS!
I should go live in a cave.
And stay off the net.

Is it Dave's Mind Fuck?
Or maybe it's Fuck Dave's Mind.
I like the latter.

"evade dave" is "evade dave" backwards.

Remember the Hannibal scene when he hung the inspector and his entrails fell out.... I love that part. Except it gives me the craving for deep fried pork rinds.

A priest and a politician... Wow. I mean, I'm in shock. I am near to Godless and I cannot follow laws. Hmmm... Maybe you're right!

It's time to catch zee's.
I'll use a big fucking net.
And keep them locked up.

well i'd be careful dave
you seem to have poet, priest and politician
in one persona

If A, then not B.
Also if B, then not A.
Logic sucks my ass.

"Oh, the terrible shape of this country and the evil socialist powers that run (ruin) it!"

Obama bites poo.
And those who hate him do too.
Lock them in a zoo.

"Mankind will never be truly free until the last politician is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.... or poet." ;-)

evi1 - a novel about you

but to be all end
all if it sounds redic it
is and it's called....drum

roll please, trolling...I
see once a fisherman shall
always play with fish

the only art in this
losing temper is so much
Jerry Springer show

to be honest I'd
wish I'd get so upset
I just lose interest

but I don't want to
see this place taken off line
because some asshole

who thinks his ego
is interesting, would stab
his own potrait like

dorian grey did and
do us all a favor and finally
become truly silent

look I don't care at
all anymore because this
country has gone mad

and that's why this whole
system we're seeing society
falling apart and

people in power
afraid of what's happening
they have questions, fears

when people stop being
afraid people will take back
what has been stolen

their lives, their jobs, their
investments, families, their
towns, because people

can run their own lives
and those who try to do otherwise
are fucked up in their

lives, lost, and dead

bye

fuck I responded
probably to some guy behind
bars getting fucked by

a crip named Bobbi

well in that case have
fun

VHS equals
Very Horny Son-of-a-
bitch. Ha ha ha ha.

Is your face rotting?
Dipping too much Skoal worm dirt?
Chewing Tobacco?

You are not alone.
Chewbacca chewed tobacco.
And he's dying too.

But Disney killed him.
A slow painful death it is.
Far worse than cancer.

Anonymity
is only an illusion.
They are watching you.
655321

Walls are closing in.
Now they are coming for me.
I'll be locked away.

OMG! Does no
one monitor this garbage?!
I'd delete it all!
-----------
This would be a great
way for terrorists to chat
in their secret code.
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This is way too hard.
Getting the right syllables.
Looks like I did it.
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Please help those in need.
Ronald McDonald knows how.
A clown can do it.
(And so can you!)

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

LOL... at least the spammer apologizes before he spams us... this has got to be one of the funniest things on this website... "Sorry, but"... and then the spam... I mean, that is classic! It's going to be a good day.

rolling on the floor laughing my big stinky fat ass off until I puke up the nachos I ate last night

You have it all wrong!
I want YOU to be beaten.
So that I can laugh.

But it would not last.
Humor is only fleeting.
And that's my downfall.

I stare too much, and
I am the fart in the wind
and other bitches.

Whatever we do.
All becomes just rust and dust.
So I stare at busts.

Yes, I mean boobies.
And sometimes I smoke doobies.
I wear no rubies.

Hey, at least it rhymed.
You find meaning in poems.
But I, sir, do not.

I am wasting time.
And that's what we're all doing.
But I admit it.

Timothy McVeigh,
and, yes, Mother Theresa.
We're all time wasters.

History won't last.
History becomes itself.
All is forgotten.

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

In a million years
no one will remember me
or these dumb haiku.

Unless there's a hell.
There my poems will be read
to punish sinners.

But I don't believe.
But I do want to believe.
My mind won't let me.

what tales does a dead
man tell but what his life was
that lead to his death

the tombs of egypt
or the ruins, babylon
dead sea scrolls, the times

of history are
a record of dead lives that we
all shall be, and those

ahead of us will
see our wisdom and our fool's
errands in the sand

I see this guy as
the protester who wants to
be beaten, so he

can go martyr and
so on, aren't we fucking all
to our pet causes

rotting bodies in
tombs, empty of cause or thought
or belief, all our end

my face rots off and
yet I say nothing and death
may come for me soon

and to close as some
guy thinks to think I don't know
well i don't know, and

I care too much, but
I am a voice in the wind
and other cliches

I don't know him and
he doesn't know me the whole
web world experience

Whitecaps on the bay:
A broken signboard banging
In the April wind.

Over the wintry
forest, winds howl in rage
with no leaves to blow.

An old silent pond...
A frog jumps into the pond,
splash! Silence again.

*sing, not sign.
W's the only multi-
syllable letter.

a b c d e
f g h i j k l
m n o p

q r s t u
v w x y z
now i know my a

b c's next time won't
u sing with me? Hell, no way!
I won't sign with you!

My rectum hangs down.
About 1 inch past asshole.
It bleeds when I shit.

Part of getting old.
It's now difficult to wipe.
So I use water.

Wiping Asian style.
Water down your crack and scrub.
Saves toilet paper.

Here we go again.
Hard-on pills for VHS.
Get your credit card.

I tried Viagra.
It made me cum too quickly.
My heart was racing.

I wish that they'd sell
Premy ejaculate pills
so I'd last longer.

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Phallic fallacy
The fallacy of all dicks
And their pen-is words.

You claim to know God.
And even His very thoughts.
This just insults Him.

I am the I am.
And you are not the I am.
You are just church Spam.

this is one of those
places the internet was
and should be, not flat

bland, commercial crap
but ontario natives
don't llke maine fried crap

be joyous loudly
but if you won't be happy
be sad quietly

what frickin' fallacy
was that, if you're fake then you're
your own God therefore

will Mudd's Androids have
a nervous breakdown watching
us both rant on here?

ah shit, what's the point
it's time to let others speak
get out of the way

(that goes for you too you damned socialist)

Okay, wait a sec.
What the fuck are "rape apples"?!
You mean "ripe apples"?

I'm sure can't rape
an inanimate object;
it cannot object.

VHS needs to
go take some cheap Viagra
advertised below.

He can have my wife.
She's bored with me anyway.
My dick is too small.

Of course God is fake.
We make Him in Our image.
And if we're fake, then...

So, I'm a phony.
Therefore God's a phony too.
Do you understand?

"Science, save us all."
No, it just doesn't sound right.
Too dry and boring.

I'd rather worship
A God that's nonexistent
than science that's real.

But if science can
give me a porn star's penis,
then I'll worship it.

My wife falls asleep
when I'm right on top of her
and banging away.

Next time I will tell
you all about my prolapsed
and bleeding sphincter.

By the way, I'm old.
Maybe even more than you.
Soon I'll wear Depends.

what good does barking
like a small dog do to seem how
big one seems to sound

basic shit, how I feel
now is get the fuck out of here
never post here again

and let these guys spew
whatever their problem is
with whatever it is they're

bitching at because
they're extroverts, don't know how
to shut the fuck up

and if they were in a room
with a loaded handgun and a book
the silence would cause

them to blow their own
brains out because they seem
to think people want to

hear their bullshit about
american capitalism or their latest
insight on science and how

fake God is, I just
want to shut up and not even
see you anymore because

I don't not believe in God
and you could put a bullet
through my head in the name

of some utopian socialism or whatever the fuck it is you believe in but I suspect

very much you're never
going to be happy and the apetite
is cannibalistic, satanic and destructive

all I know is some
serbian 20 something like
me years ago posts

angry fucking comments
on a website which is a bbs
meant for haiku and

such and I want a world
without internet access
so I don't have to hear you

ZRELE JABUKE
U PLETENOJ KORPI SU
UZINA DECI

RAPE APPLES
IN A WOVEN BASKET ARE
A SNACK FOR CHILDREN

ZARUMENELA
NA ZIMI JEDE CRVENU
SMRZNUTU JABUKU

RED-CHEEKED
IN WINTER SHE EATS
A FROZEN APPLE

I hate not sleeping.
Caffeine, like, sooo kicks my ass.
Now it's time for work.

Here's a great idea.
Fill your safe deposit box
up with rotting meat.

Punks, rate your spray paint.
One for white, ten for gold.
Huffability.

Include the name brand,
color code, huffing method,
and how often huffed.

I realized that I
like to read and I may not be
so good at the part

where I need to set
words down on something and would
rather not share them

I just want to be.
My life will not allow this.
And so I vent thus.

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

as one might expect
it's always been bad haiku
now it's even worse