all right all right you're
an avant garde writer who
"lives the life" Jesus...
we get it, glad you're
back, get it together get
paper on the shelves
by vhs
by Darth Figpucker of Under the thumb of Satan
Prostitutes and beer.
Sun, surf, snorkeling, and "sins".
sinsemilla bud.
by Responsibility and obligations suck ass!!!!!!!
A place to be me.
I think that's what I'm craving.
Or perhaps needing.
by Anonymous Poet
I should not be here.
But is there a better place?
Prison or the beach.
by Anonymous Poet
oh, lamentations
these are the least of a day
subscribe to my blog
by Lush
perfect ablutions
yet again my ass doth itch
insurmountable
by Lush
random numerals
and street address epithets
decipherable
by Lush
netbot protection
provided by a netbot
reCaptcha this, dick
by Lush
wind behind my eyes
palpitations troublesome
this is my sunrise
by Lush
I've heard that old joke
before, but to take the slums
out of a person
before one goes on
outside the body and then
so on and so forth
by vhs
We're all fucking doomed.
If we don't clean up our act.
Also the planet.
by Anonymous Poet
and there;s the coda
we didn't start the fire
applies to now too
historical change
events day after day, leaves
marks on the psyche
by vhs
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.