Ask me for the truth
World where people are objects
And objects people

Dark wings unfurling
Environment deciding
Factor who to be

Mechanism of
Defense every animal
Some sort of weapon

is it bad haiku
if it isn't really haiku
then it is bad???

there's no release in
death, just an eternity
of suffering or grace

take your pick

maybe i'm a danged bore
a masochist after all
dealing with some health stuff

but it makes me want
to fight more and more and to
just win, driven by

revenge, the urge to
beat something that refuses
to be beaten, bad

superhero movies

Lint in my pocket
Nothing more to say really
pay attention here

Message boards matter
Current conventions splatter
Licking Mad Hatter

Separate yourself
told to you from birth to death
old man shits his pants

We may have no choice
Because there are diseases
Communicable

Junk food and disposable containers.
Obesity and pop music.
Am I wrong to want to live in a cave in the wood,
throwing my excrement at those who
happen upon my woodland domicile.
Asteroid, where are you?

I know this sounds strange,
but I think I want cancer.
There's freedom in death.

misunderstanding
these times are so demanding
makes me want to nap

politics are bad
long words confuse me help me
travel to russia

homophobia
homosexuality
completely different

i am a person
i am the moon, its white
california

Rabbits on acid
Really government did it
Rabbits learned faster

Rabbits on acid
Really government did it
Rabbits learned faster

Weirdest experience
Looking my father in the eye
No idea who I am
But he still recognizes me
Head injury
He got better

Once bread was something new
I wonder if there's a way to bring back the excitement
Maybe with a good marketing strategy
With a patient disposition
The food downstairs is boring
Compared to what I have in my room
I have told you don't know about

So there I was
Listening to multiple conversations at the same time
Semantic saturation is when everything sounds like gibberish unless its musical
The church bell rang out the time
All conversation stopped
Deja vu
Uncomfortable realization of mortality
A public epiphany
And then they start talking again like nothing happened
The private dream can become public myth

the paradox with
here is it was once the way
the internet was

irreverent, games
Generation X, pop moods
now what we have is

facebook and google
towers of babel waiting
for the stone to fall

some of us do the
quiet thing and like "quiet"
i get that but right

now it is a time
of crisis and action, what
comes will be truly

something

I'd much rather surf
than write a fucking haiku,
but, like, whatever.

I might have cancer.
Or a nasty hemorrhoid.
Time for a check up.

For now I'll live life.
I'd love me some pot brownies
or ganja goo balls.

If it is cancer,
I'll go whoring and drinking
and take lots of drugs.

Chemotherapy
is more gay than getting fucked
by an ass tumor.

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, fucking
ten, eleven, twelve.

{Ka fucking BOOM! Thunder and lightening!}

Mwah ha ha ha ha! And shit like that.

Sesame Street never gets old.

Must learn Norwegian
Easiest language to learn
For English speaker

Repeating riddles
Frozen time bathing in light
Petals fall greedy

Echoes in the spring
Rising sun overcome with joy
Petals fall sudden

Searching of friendship
Heaven's gate bathing in light
Lanterns swing troubled

Amusing mountain
Friend from past is never lost
Singing sweet embrace

Forgetting fires
Crescent moon awaits true fate
Insects fly naive

Awaiting knowledge
Rain of fall rising slowly
Dances of a star

Monarch from cocoon
Lessons learned mistakes good deeds
At least I see now

Stretch wings and look down
Transcendental animal
You have no idea

Sharing on the ice
A conversation between
Conscious subconscious

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yes i do know, i
was growing up in the times
Reagan was in charge

and Gorby is still
alive as of this posting
they wanted a world

where their kids could be
ok, nukes were not a threat
now these damn Isis

people, among the
other crisises that lead
to a new Springtime?

I wake at dawn
The full moon fluffy
Where do the butterflies go?

The USSR
Was quite scary at one time
Duck and cover drills

we lived in depressed
times in the 1990s
now we truly live

in perilous times
but haven't we always had
something to be feared?

wanted: more haiku
people to post here and for Darth
PF to attempt

to interact with
in his usual manner
please respond RSVP

small islands exist
in the insanity of
a time to go to

Svalbard anyone?

My ocean treasures:
Lighters, diapers, plastic bags, stryofoam cups, plastic bottles, batteries, sandles, motor oil and antifreeze containers, sunglasses, chips and other junk food bags, a large suitcase full of meth and cash sealed in ziploc bags and duct tape, cigarette butts, lost t-shirts, and shreds of fishing nets.

I have stopped counting due to the fact that throughout the day I often find myself counting the silly bulls (sic) plodding through my mind and it was kind of making me crazy. So I said, "enough of this shite!" and now I do not count and I feel there is a great freedom in not following these rules.

Tampons in the ocean.
Diapers oozing gel and baby shit.
Ramen cups and plastic spoons.
This is wrong.
Die, humans, die.

World run by fat cats
Most sex, catnip anyway
Cats and people same

i watch too much on
YouTube, but who is it for
now, a few fat cats?

If God becomes an
Atheist then we're all fucked
And that's why I pray

today's new business
becomes tomorrows's new Man
"creative" destructshun

real life has seasons
socially and naturally
youth to old goes on

a mind can have so
many contradictions inside
they balance out

the body vs the
mind, the body has a mind
of it's own buried

in the mind, a snake
a reptile that will not calm
down, playing havoc

i will be trying
to get other folks to post some
stuff on here too

it just can't be me
holding the fort down and just
bitching and moaning

as a man thinketh
sounding so King James so like
man, what's history???

it is the not said
the unspoken which points the
way of a man's soul

sometimes when i get
mad i say things extreme and
blow off somewhat steamed

if my potato
is baked too much though buttered
and mashed i will feel

MY ancestors are
from the Tribe of Danu but
that sounds so Star Trek...

Mabinogion
from the planet of Eire
vs. the One Eyed Tribes

time twists fact into
legends, the mystery
is what happened then

just to think two guys
can meet in a kitchen and
talk about poems

I give you good sir
A BURGER! BURGER! BURGER!
Now you know it's me