leather against skin
hand gently slips down my pants
i jerk off wildly

heated breath on neck
spinning u-turns under sheets
she jerks off wildly

free robert downey
do us all a big favour
lock up jim carrey

only the oak trees
holding on to their leaves now
the wind is moaning

hot moist breath exhaled
into cupped gloved hands returns
feeling to lace boots

the frozen river
creaking as the tide rises
startles a small bird

golden hues of morning
tell me to rise and shine
where is my warnm bed?

galvanized by fear
bare feet skim the hot pavement
outdistancing rats

galvanized metal
roof percussing in the wind
equator's music

monumental angst
a fashion accessory
for the insecure

no need to struggle
the world is ridiculous
relax and accept

jesus and prozac
depressed about depression
only the lonely

ronins been busy
pontificating haiku
and his religion

.....no more macho shit
i am thus my own true friend
.that wife's mine...am happy

..friend's wife, to be sure
well, waddaya expect, huh...
....second-chance romance?

....heeded your advise
am now off to Singapore...
...but with wife in tow

i believe in God
i believe in family
i believe in man

..we dont argue God
we cant hypotheticate
...its experiential

Deep into the void...
a plunge:
an ocean of thorns.

sheena's been busy
baking her juicy turkey
in thick haiku sauce

thanksgiving for what?
consuming until you puke,
and dead indians

not enough turkey
starving in 3rd world countries
we shall binge then purge

okay wish me luck
hope i get home safe tonight
guess we'll see, won't we?

it's kind of scary
when the whole building echoes
this is so 'blair witch'

lonely thanksgiving
working in an empty place
my music is all

she's a stupenda
that marvellous pudenda
where will it end, huh ?

let me warm my ears
between your milky-white thighs
panties optional

*wild card*

i've held luckless hands
but i feel like i've drawn now
not aces - jokers

this cold winter wind
makes some things clear in my mind
ravelled balls rewind

all the moths have gone
where butterflies sleep dusty
dreams and nightmares die

blue peninsula.............
sounds like some fine dream to me
but i'm wide awake

hey frenchy tis cool
was just having sucky day
thanks for worrying...

bad haiku, struggling
to be good little poems;
buoyed by irony...

words so easily
misinterpreted and not
often understood

antagonizing
emotions rattle my brain
constantly whirling

blew it yet again
just to keep you on your toes
ennui ? pas du tout

ennui ? pas moi
feel that humidity rise
summer's a-coming

unexpectedly
freshening winds of change blow
and the world is turned

saunter blindly as
puppets tied to many strings
are we all but sheep?

gripped by daft passion
sometimes my heart feels too much
sleep will never come

How you doing Ash
A fellow Sydney sider
As bored as I am

turn the rusty knob
am i ready to reveal?
open my souls door

Glad the power's back!
Only one thing is missing.
Where are you Sheena?

A brain in a vat?
Why then, this intricate vat...
Slowly Killing Me?

My own Universe...
Of which you all are apart...
Exists in my Head.

Can not be Defined?
God is a Social-Science...
Science is a God?

My curious flake
Spontaneous companion
Why value reason

Impulsive logic
The agressive underdog
Jupiter barren

Summer opinion
tolerant philosopher
this eternal high

What happened you ask?
Site down for many hours
Bad Power Failure

oh!u fuckin men
of dull minds and little wit
leave me fuckin be

drinking of knowledge:
fill my rotting dried up mind
u who mentors me

mind never at ease
pass me the bottle u punk
sweet serenity