and time marches on
so another year older
yet none the wiser
by ash
Take your vitamins.
Winter time is upon us.
Boost immune system.
Now here's one for you:
Read Transmetropolitan.
It's a comic book.
The main character
is Spider Jerusalem.
He's a journalist.
It's in the future.
He's like Hunter S. Thompson
holding a ray gun.
Except the ray gun
will make you shit your trousers.
That's literally.
A "Bowel Disruptor".
That's what the ray gun is called.
I need one of those.
by Anonymous Poet
never awake lit
high with a little help, son
everyone's thirsty
by Lush
neurotransmission
serotonin, dopamine
all the same to me
by Lush
how slight is the nudge?
coffee is noncommittal
try some dexedrine
by Lush
seems our little web-
site here was born in scorp like
i was, how fitting...
by vhs
yes you seem to have
a thing for poets like harry
s truman did for
generals, why he
absolutely hated ike
yes plain speaking bull...
by vhs
well i haven't read
Geek Love underlined
yet, but like those sorts
of books one time and
one place, catcher in the rye
and all that cal
by vhs
You forgot Geek Love.
It has freaks and chickens too.
With incest to boot!
Katherine Dunn kicks ass.
Despite being a poet.
No one is perfect.
by Darth Garth Barf Scarf
Ursula from the
Horsehead Nebula; she's a
giant douche like me!
Douches are useful.
We clean out stinky pussies.
For men with small dicks.
by Anonymous Poet
coffee is the most
important sacrament with
or without sugar
it is sex, drugs, and
the best come down from all the
naked lunches and
clockwork oranges
and american psychos
fuck em all, I must
know my brother joe
by vhs
can you enjoy or
entertain us without the
need to be a douche?
have us join in on
the act and i am glad to
I'm glad you had the
faith, or lack of, to
come back and banter, that you
slavoj? broken wings...
by vhs
i am gen x and
quietly glaring at you
with your god damned chai
damn that's my damn chai
oregon chai, sweet nectar
it just is damn sweet
it's the time of the season you know and the winter of our challenge and discontnent...
by vhs
bangs head in wall and
over and over must run
from hometown, prophets
are not welcome there
by vhs
Barista, Latte!
Tall mocha frappuccino.
Caffeine motivate.
Real machiatto.
Espresso and heavy cream.
Heart goes thump thump thump.
Hello St. Peter.
What am I doing up here?
I'm too young to die.
Too much coffee, man.
You bleed crystals of caffeine.
And you pee Red Bull.
Now I slam the gates.
And send you straight down to hell.
That's where you belong!
Well, okay, I guess.
But do they have good coffee?
I can't live without.
by Darth Figpucker of The fiery barbeque pits of Hell.
Oh shit, a poem!
I can't effing believe it!
A sign of end times.
Repent, ye sinners!
I guess that means all of us.
'specially poets.
by The black rhino died for your sins.
the dead rose and walked
the halls of wal mart, muck boots
on, fishing class real
Maine Zombie Lobstermen...
by vhs
Which one is the best?
I mean boner pills, of course.
I don't mean haiku.
Is Viagra good?
Or do you like Cialis?
Or the herbal choice?
How hard will it get?
Can I drive it through a can?
Like a can of Spam?
by evi1 - a novel about you of Hollywood Studio Casting Couch
Went for a long walk.
Came home, shat, showered, and shaved.
And then misbehaved.
by Anonymous Poet
did you really have
to put a picture of two
elephants fucking?
by vhs
Like Michael Jackson?
He was his inner child...
Or enter child.
The King of Pop (Tarts)
Liked to sniff little boys' farts.
That's just too wild.
This is too cheesy.
I prefer sharp to mild.
While being sleezy.
Time to bang the tang.
I can't stop rhyming, oh dang.
Now I'm using slang.
by Anonymous Poet
you have to grow old
but you don't have to grow up
be your inner child
by ash
we all go downhill
people say it's gravity
but attitude counts
by ash
1. A ramp/box system has a coefficient of kinetic friction of 0.218 and the box is given a slight nudge down the ramp angled at 35 degrees. Calculate the acceleration down the ramp and how long it will take to travel 5.5 meters down the ramp? Use g equal to 9.8 m/s^2. Give your answer as a haiku.
by Anonymous Poet
but still to think I
could like a movie like old
"starcrash" and on moved
a man to a show
with a talking car that might
have been a cylon
by vhs
i don't want to post
anything because I was
like you long ago
"look at me, look at
me look at me, jokes jokes jokes"
old at a young age
young at an old age
by vhs
We don't need pills that
make your dick gain three inches;
We need smaller poon!
by Anonymous Poet
Dali Lama and
Obama did yo momma
upon a llama.
by Anonymous Poet
Life on a tree limb
Like a squirrel looking for
Garbage filled with gold
by Anonymous Poet
I lied. All I do
Maybe brings me back to you
With donkeys in tow
by Anonymous Poet
I lied. All I do
Maybe brings me back to you
With donkeys in tow
by Anonymous Poet
I'm smelly today.
I haven't bathed in a week.
Maybe one week more.
by Anonymous Poet
Take your i-phone and...
shove it way deep up your ass!
(First set to vibrate.)
by Anonymous Poet
Look what I did!
I ate some corn for breakfast!
Posted on Facebook.
by Anonymous Poet
well i do that on
a routine basis for I
am mad north by
northwest
by vhs
I am now going.
Way deep down inside my mind.
You'll never find me.
by LSD will set you free.
A link to a link.
Now I SPAM, therefore I stink.
Like Viagra balls.
My advice to you:
Take Viagra twice daily,
then go to the zoo.
by evi1 - a novel about you and yo momma too. of A Spam kiosk in an Asian shopping mall.
if i have to hear
anything else about shadownets
or anything else, well
whoop tie do
by vhs
Reverse engineer.
Live links with negative words.
I am too evil.
by Free Cocaine! of Sex, drugs, and Beethoven
Take your junk mail.
With business reply postage.
Write poems on it.
Or maybe dirty jokes.
Or wipe your boogers on it.
And then return it.
Make sure that they know
that it is you who sent it.
The trees will love you.
by Crazy man butt naked at the computer with a sprite, spicy pretzel sticks, and sharp cheddar. of The basement of Satan's outhouse
I went to the bank.
I stole their toilet paper.
Charge me for bill pay!
by Anonymous Poet
in times of plenty
the words flow the ideas gleam
now all seems quite sparse
by vhs
I'm not at the beach.
I am not riding a wave.
I am not happy.
by Anonymous Poet
A giant calm falls.
The crash of infinite void.
Tension builds within.
by Waiting For the Axe of Not Japan
Watching colors change
Hoping something will happen
What? I do not know
by datgirldare
I don't have a taste
For work that doesn't pay much
And bores me to sleep
by datgirldare
look we had those back
in 2008, pastel colors
en-tit-tle-ments......
i think someone needs
to invest in our culture
here and bring back jobs
by vhs
by What do you call Obama when he becomes a zombie? of An Obambie! Yes We Cannibal!
well you are what you
can an artist and we live
in starving art times
by vhs