so many people
segregate themselves to some
corner of the world

and only make stuff for
themselves and their tribe and then
find themselves thrown to

another tribe then
form some kind of new tribe with
the tribe they are put

into by work, love, friends
etc etc etc or cast out as
tribes grow and then shrink

if i hear the kind
of classical music that sounds
like people are in

the process of destroying
their instruments it reminds
me of say close

encounters of the third
kind. The track is called Edgard
Varese-Octandre for Small

Orchestra, stick with the
Piano thing by Alan Hovaness
which is nice but

Squidward is having nightmares right now....."Sppooonge BOB!!!
You just destroyed an
entire Orcestra!!!"

Ok Alan Hovhaness
Visonary Landscapes for Piano
I'm just typing the

title. This one I
like. I grew up with John Williams
Star Wars sound track

you know

Youtube just went
to something called "American
Berserk for piano"

Damn it Double F!
You got me listening to
classical music!

now what's playing????

i kept getting some
emails about Anton Webern
it sounds like a

person killing a
piano, but it is a lot
more fun to hear than

classical classical music

Put plants on your roof.
Your electric bill will drop.
This is not fake news.

Celebrate celibate celebrity
sleeper cell phone sex
booty call rudeness explosion
high decibel flatus
transmission @ 900 mega hurts
fails to retain significance.

People are like glass
They're transparent and fragile
Some are bulletproof

Some roofs can cover
My roof is for sunbathing
I have dread of heights

some walls keep folks out
some are built to define...
others are to wail at

Teachings in war time
Rising sun enhanced by life
Rewards of the dead

Fish swim time to time
Spring blossom destined to pass
Sun shines bright slightly

they get bored with the
same old thing and move on
to new locations

whilst others just keep
on playing uno waiting
for jcpennies

to reopen

testicular binocular tripod survey instrumentation festivities
all ac/dc songs sound like someone is having a really difficult time on the toilet
zit pus culture high society tea drinkers pretending to be British, but down under they drink ball sweat from down under my balls

well, it was 3 lines anyway

i prefer the chili peppers
especially on pizza
hemhorridoids be damned

hem horridoids on steroids bulking up, singing badly, and bench pressing more than I can
bastards

If I fart in the forest
And no one is there to smell it
but all the trees die
was it still an awesome fart?

Time to be a whore.
Chemistry exam gang bang.
Two at the same time.

Two different exams.
How many whores can do that?
Double the money.

Those silly Arabs.
They'll never learn chemistry.
If I cheat for them.

Cell phones are awesome.
Old teachers don't watch for them.
Or Apple watches.

Talk about James Bond.
Super-spy gadgetry cheat.
Cha-cha-cha-cha Ching!

Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
And ain't nothing in this world for free
No, I can't slow down
I can't hold back
Though you know I wish I could
Oh, no, there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

so four ironic
t-shirts later and re runs
of mork and mindy

I miss Robin who
was Williams, Genie good morning
vietnam! but all

are just women and
men vulnerable as us
all in the end, but

we can remember
we can be inspired and
we can avoid the

same tragedies i hope

i realize the world
has moved on while i watch it
do so around me

right now is a song
by Van Halen but it is
also in reference

to what i am trying to
read right now which is called
get this title please

Ben Sasse's The Vanishing American Adult...

i am not too fond
of amazon because I
can picture this guy

making robots to
drink the coffee for you in
a cafe' and selling

the experience
of once having been going
to those coffee shops

silent but deadly
i have heard of passing "it"
on but by God man

I ripped a good one.
No one is here to smell it.
Silent forest farts.

Cook me when I die
Feed me to the upper crust
An elegant brunch

think of this site as
a sort of haiku twitter
but no registry

off the cuff, an on
line poetry slam where folks
can post....whatever

i mean whatever!

excuse me TECMO Bowl...

i understand football
i don't watch it much but i
like it when i do

i don't know the teams
but i like an old game called
Techno Bowl on the

Original NES...
yes there are video games
in haiku on here

Old Doctor Who, the
monster was made out of bubble
wrap and special lighting

new Doctor Who the
monster is state of the art
CGI and often better

than Hollywood stuff now

i wonder if there's
anyone using old comps
like Apple IIs or

c-64s, or things like
that, look up commodore 64
games on Yo-Tube there

imagine a REAL flop
disc, real like bendy THAT'S how
we did it old school

Simultaneous
masturbation festival
it's nearly bed time

it seems like would be
stand up comedians who
are guys mostly right

now, sort of a kind
of philosopher and a
guy who might be a

real philosopher
professionally (he is now)
posting stuff on here

Verifying disc.
System recovery set.
Shit takes forever.

I don't think I'd like
barbequed iguana sounds
silly folks from there

would eat such a thing
but oh those silly 1980s
trickle down money...

What the fuck kind of
dumb name is Shia LaBeouf
any Goddamn way.

Wall of Voodoo did
a song called "Mexican
Radio". it was odd

but i find stuff like
that fun, and i post that so
folks might look it up

Ass ramming cream pie
chocolate puff ball boner
blow up doll wizard.

Thank God for steroids.
Or science or whatever.
Nasal Olympics.

fucking allergies
that time of year I suppose
strange tropical funk

ha ha ha ha CHU!
blow honk spray nasal snot mist
sorry about that

Who knows vhs
Maybe you'll start a new site
May all your seeds sprout

the artist needs angst
to get their mojo workin'
fuel on the bonfire

despite all this bad
stuff in the world today i
know one thing, like

Selene in the flick
Underworld, lady heroes
like Wonder Woman

KICK ASS

i once read poems
at a little circle of
folks that somehow seemed

well, off, and this jolt
of survival instinct kicked
in, i left and soon

after the group broke up

I'm wondering if
this website fits in with stuff
i need to let go

well you know like those
pringles you can't eat just one
you have to post one

more haikuish thing

one last post then the
exercise routine, keeps me
going, keeps me sane

need.....more......exercise...

alanis morrisette
is overshadowed by katy
perry, also ironic

irony would be
a nice thing to bring back but
the irony is things

are too scary to be
ironic anymore which is
very ironic don't you think?

wish all we had to
be concerned about was rain
on one''s wedding day

people throw away
their old movies for the bright
new shiny thing and

realize later on
the things they threw out there's a
collector's market now

same with my star wars
toys from Kenner i gave away
well money money

well creation has
to keep coming, tides still wash
sea glass and sea shells

like clockwork despite
all the silly and scary things man
does such as causes junk

to wash up as well

i'm procrastinating
I've things to do, and it's like
having the old game

system out and realizing
the clock is now at noon and
breakfast is soon done

it's lunch

the mot terrifying
times in my life are letting some
not so great thing go

but when i do, it
feels like, why didn't i
do that long ago???

one day seems like the
worst ever but like a quilt
it adds to the whole

thing of the piece, each
square, good times, bad times
dull times, quiet times

a human life all
display for insight and memory
a weaved tapestry

of time