if these silicon
valley geeks invent robots
to do haiku will
i be out of a job?
by vhs
holiday potluck
almost everything sounds good
but Harry
by Skippy of Michigan
mom's famous chili
pleasant smells waft through kitchen
my butt hair in flames
by Skippy of Michigan
battle of sexes
man claims strength, woman claims brains
dumb one sleeps on couch
by Skippy of Michigan
holiday potluck
almost everything sounds good
but Harry
by Skippy of Michigan
then we can make bots
robot women but robot
men would be jealous
wait, they're robots...
by vhs
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!
by Darth Figpucker of A 3rd world beach bar.
They could not define me
I could not define myself
Who could tell who I was?
by
Jordan
by Jordan of Usa
i hope this place has
folks show up and post haiku
some time from hereon
by vhs
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
by vhs
communication
without representation
needs animation
by Eye in the Sky
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
by vhs
If you two would quit
This place would finally die
Except for spammers
by Eye in the Sky
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...
by vhs
it's too easy to
give up and join the dance i
am designed to fight
by vhs
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
by Anonymous Poet of vhs
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?
by vhs of the cappatcha was DEAD STOP
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!
by Darth Figpucker
what the hell was i
thinking letting all this just
get to me, poems
just poems...
by vhs
what will you do in
the belly of the Beast for three
days and nights, digest?
or reflect?
by Anonymous Poet
i will stuff you in
my mouth and swallow you
shall i be the whale
or shall i be
Behemoth typing away
The Goetia
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
it feeds itself, like
the election cycle, the
drama of net jams
it's the same thing, a
performance of pestilence
and survival games
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by vhs
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
by Mandingo Ebola
Jacked off something fierce.
Watching "Elmo in Grouchland".
With new invention.
Riches await me.
Fused Fleshlight and Elmo doll.
"You're getting so big!"
by iamback of vhs's house taking turns.
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.
by Darth Figpucker has had enough of sub-mediocrity.
park here and dry up
you are lonely, be lonely
ring the bells hunchback
by vhs
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
by vhs
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.
by vhs
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
by vhs
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It's time for baked beans.
Caramelized sugary
with bacon and spice.
by Darth Figpucker's Afternoon Snack
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.
by Darth Figpucker promoting the wisdom of breakfast cereal commercials.
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
by vhs
hmm burroughs cut up
machine, spitting out scams, spams
and Hi! I am from Pakistan
by vhs
Rock, paper, scissors.
The fist slaps the palm three times.
Show me what you got.
by Darth Figpucker
Hello!
by wpiyerwo of USA
petrified dog dung
hammock improperly hung
ladder missing rung
by Crap in my back yard
what does it mean
by Ding
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.
by Darth Yummy Yum Figpucker