battle of sexes
man claims strength, woman claims brains
dumb one sleeps on couch

holiday potluck
almost everything sounds good
but Harry

then we can make bots
robot women but robot
men would be jealous

wait, they're robots...

Surrounded by whores.
We're talking hottie bar girls.
Half of them have AIDS.

This is God's humor.
Gorgeous girls with STDs.
Someone find a cure!

They could not define me
I could not define myself
Who could tell who I was?
by Jordan

i hope this place has
folks show up and post haiku
some time from hereon

well we are kinda
cartoon characters except
we die if a safe

falls on us but you
know, Second Life idealized
selves, real self, gaming

communication
without representation
needs animation

that's very true but
you know, i think in this world
we need these places

to remind others
how the Net once was and how
i think it could be

If you two would quit
This place would finally die
Except for spammers

but there it is a
bit of overdose on what
apathy, it was

variety once, we
gotta clean up then we can
party hardy boy...

it's too easy to
give up and join the dance i
am designed to fight

i go to work, i
see people come and go and
each day is this well

episode, that just
becomes the next "chapter" in
my past, just a click

some people have their cats
dying and it's all they have
and that last bit of

love goes away and
where are those people when that
loved animal dies?

Holy fucking shit.
No way I'll read all of that.
I do it for fun.

Simpletons and whores.
They're out there enjoying life.
And look what we do.

What a sad, sad state,
my brother in misery.
Throw away your pen.

Liberate yourself.
Wallow in the mud and sing,
drink and fornicate!

what the hell was i
thinking letting all this just
get to me, poems

just poems...

what will you do in
the belly of the Beast for three
days and nights, digest?

or reflect?

i will stuff you in
my mouth and swallow you
shall i be the whale

or shall i be
Behemoth typing away
The Goetia

i get bored of this
and wish i could forget it
eventually i will

what about you, why
have you posted here all these
years, no one listening

just a lot of spam
no other voices to answer you
just a pic paste

by the way, bukowski,
read Factotum

it wasn't easy
to lose someone pretty close
but you'd say it was

dumb to post it here
and it is natural for strangers
on chats to be just

cold looking for a
reaction i guess you
guys really don't value

life at all...seriously

there...I've done it, now
i doubt it will do any
good at all but i

asked a christian site
to pray for this website, i guess
I was really upset

i wonder what will
happen if i ask for prayer for
this place and ask for

things to be cast out?
there's a lot of hatred in me
too, this is not good

i do not like to
answer you, i want to move on
but my anger to just

see provocations i
should just ignore, maybe i think
i will say something

and i will hear nothing

Bukowski of course smiles
for writing was a sickness for
him, he could give two

shits about here, he was
just on his lonesome till some
guy noticed his life

it feeds itself, like
the election cycle, the
drama of net jams

it's the same thing, a
performance of pestilence
and survival games

you are no John Galt
and you are no Hank Rearden
it is the style...let's

face it, writers are
often assholes, self absorbed
they do us a favor

when they make the choice
Hunter or Hemmingway did
although their deaths were

tragedies, i don't think
ego trips on bboards are
worth regarding as

lives worthy of regard

the nerds who make a
god damned talumudic discussion
about Batman and Superman

fighting in a movie
shit that might be cool but i
guarantee you will be there

and the rules, the rules
the nerds and their little nerd
fest, their Ain't it cool

news, their I am
angry at the director that
i am 400 pounds

naked, eating cheetos
(ron white) and not quite haiku
still going. who's next

i wonder if we
can write death poems fighting
with words of black soul

perhaps alister
crowley needs to be dug up and
the Great Whore needs

to ride you one more time

i will keep going
until you pray to the Gods for
my eternal silence

your Gods are false, your
Gods are in the mirror, i
don't want to be, i

Know, i already am

do not quote others
it is your toilet paper
it should be your shit

probably would be
nicer way of putting it
but hey, so it goes

Jacked off something fierce.
Watching "Elmo in Grouchland".
With new invention.

Riches await me.
Fused Fleshlight and Elmo doll.
"You're getting so big!"

Creatures in the pit,
better companions than you
and they make less noise.

Leeches on my balls
are slightly more annoying
but they do not lie.

Mosquitoes and fleas,
viruses and STDs.
All preferable.

Their conversation
is much more enlightening
than armchair poets.

Referencing has-beens
does not elevate one from
wannabe status.

Accusatory
hyper-masturbatory
the same old story.

Sucking history
Parasitic on the past
never progressing.

park here and dry up
you are lonely, be lonely
ring the bells hunchback

basically trolls are
harmless and only the "power"
we give them like the

proverbial swine in
the bible, concerning pearls
will be trampled which is

what trolls are. it is
a bar, an alley, don't go there
leave a message

and move on

but beteeen you and
me if i said i hate Trump then
you just might vote him

into office. why
does he think the art of the
deal will work in the

long run.

it wouldn't matter
who it is, you'd trash them too
if not me, someone

else would get your troll
speak, i imagine you'd be
lonely if it stopped

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It's time for baked beans.
Caramelized sugary
with bacon and spice.

I prefer the spam
over vhs whining
like a little bitch.

Burroughs sucks my ass.
Bukowski sucks your moms ass.
Never read either.

If I never read
their SHIT, then how do I know
that they suck much ass?

vhs likes it!
If he likes it, it's not good.
Just like Life's Mikey.

if i do play the
silent rush and just say fuck you
and remain silent

my right, i think you'll
just go on and on forever
why i do not know

hmm burroughs cut up
machine, spitting out scams, spams
and Hi! I am from Pakistan

Rock, paper, scissors.
The fist slaps the palm three times.
Show me what you got.

Hello!

petrified dog dung
hammock improperly hung
ladder missing rung

what does it mean

He died just for me.
And that means for me alone.
You others will burn.

Burn deep in Hell's pits!
The BBQ pits of hell!
Roasted like a pig.

You will be juicy.
Jesus and I will eat you.
Your souls will be sauce.

I believe all this.
I mean it, I really do.
Satan's a good cook.

i will add he died
for assholes like you but death
comes for all of us

Oh, it was Easter.
Did you find all of your eggs?
And candy rabbits?

Would He sit with you?
Would He eat your Easter ham?
Do you have a soul?

Somehow I picture Jesus pulling the nails out of his hands and driving them into the Holy Day Pig's Ass to ensure even cooking temperature throughout the hunk of swine flesh, consistently roasted and honey-glazed perhaps with pineapple so that you can get into Heaven and sit before The Father upon your earthly demise whereupon you will gorge yourself on Kosher bacon cheese burgers, fluorescent fowl's embryo, and cacao leporidae. Praise His Name!

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Stunning collection of nuts
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