alas it is up to
the boss, i want to keep on
haikuing right on

Crustacean soufflé.
One hundred dollar breakfast.
Just because fuck you.

Enormous jizz load.
Cappuccino froth surprise.
Coffee shop hijinks.

This will not go well.
Already it's got errors.
It cannot be fixed.

still sometimes beyond
all hope, all just saying fuck
it, letting go, boom...

it gets right again

my own body is
fighting me, I try to make
new words, new paths, new

life, three steps back, and
if i died i still think most
folks would only think

of the beer in their
hands, talking about the next
gossip, moving on

i fear this to be
abandoned like the old sears
stores, empty buildings

i feel like the whole
resistance is a shell to
imprison spirits

i mean who is 5his
crazy alex jones guy to speak
for me, is he mad?

insane, orvmaking
money off of whatvhe does
and what the hellvdo

we need trigger things
for? this generation needs
a drill instructor

then some counseling!

i think its time to
rise up and confront mob left
leaning ignorance and

fear by confronting
spiritual warfare, and the
whole casting out thing

id hate to say bye
to this place but all things die
beloved but gone on

well im sad about
a lot of changes resigned to
weird evangelistic

belief memes and
seeing the world homogenize
socially in war

google has in
their need to update their stuff
break out the vinyl

records

Offworld Groups! Deep State!
Vaccines! GMOs! Chem Trails!
Everything's scary

Alex Jones drunk and high
Is interesting as it is
Not sure I'd wanna be around him
After a couple hits of acid though
I would strongly recommend
Hiding in a locked closet
For those 10 hours or so
To avoid being eaten alive

Did you know that Saint
Nicolas was at the Council
Of Nycaea?
He punched a guy in the face

i thought it was
satanists on mars with those
reptilians and those

other aliens
from plan nine and santa claus
helped defeat them all

Ferengi Sex Trade
Black Market without any
Clients having eyes

expansion into space
ferengi, gold pressed bar of
latinum in box

Say what you will about
Supporters of Trump
But they're pretty much
The "ideal best friend"
Can say and do
Pretty much whatever
But they still support
Like a very understanding friend

Start mining asteroids
The glut of precious metals
Would destabilize the economy
The solution
Don't tell anybody about it
That way prices stay fixed
The rich get richer...
And cool spaceships too!

the so called right hand
path often has wolves in sheepcs
clothing, um kittens

i wonder if peeps
still make fausts bargain or the
devil is seen as

a cisgender white
male entity that is not
real now, blessed be

those who live in the
country, orange coats, 12
gauge, deer hunting, beer

cribbage, deer camps, snow
chili in the morning tree
stands, family, past

memories

grilled chicken pizza
changed my life for the better
wish I had one now

truck bumper sticker...
Warns us all, "don't tread on me"
fat white guy driving

Dudes like him suck balls
he's not persecuted here
But feels like he is

Because he wants more....
More beer, bullets and pussy
But he can't get it

Ugly idiot
He has to blame somebody
It's Obama's fault

second amendment
fatal anachronistic
penis substitute

it's a weebly world
sit around and chew the fat
pilled to the eyeballs

the servers of the
past flotsam, jetsam, seen as
reminders like old

foundations of homes
once there, old websites of how
life once was building

great work https://ph375.weebly.com/

the time grows short with
each passing day but human
nature doth not change

the illusion of
control brought to you by man
made technology

two swords drawn, two men
stare at each other waiting
for their time of death

Scrotal implant WOW!
Testicle augmentation.
Women love big balls.

Happy Valentines!
May your nut sack be emptied.
With no diseases.

Enormous penis.
It will not flap in the breeze.
It's not Japanese.

some things just don't seem
as important as they once
did with life changes

filthy warm weather
far too much humidity
without any rain

theres times i wish i
knew what to say but i dont
just sinks deep inside

Told my dad
Heaven isn't in your imagination
Heaven is your imagination

She was my best friend
When no one else was
But I never told her that
We helped each other
Whenever we had the time
And now sometimes I sit in her chair
And watch my dad sleep
Just for her

our spirits can but
only feel sometimes sadness
that cant be spoken

portable friend kitten
is, i think she wants to write
the haiku, for me

Time traveler spends
Dollar found its way to him
Because he spent it

We watched ice skating together
Last night
I was surprised at how hard you
Laughed when I joked that ice skating
Is like dancing with knives on your feet
I know that you loved the elegance of it
I don't think I even said goodnight
Or thanked you enough for
Everything that you did for me
I remember when you drove me
To the emergency room
You held my hand the whole way
Even though I didn't want you to
I told you to go home but you stayed
You said I'd do the same for you
I don't think I got the chance to
My dad woke me up this morning
Crying
I've only heard that noise a few times
I'll never get used to it
She died of a massive heart attack
He said
She was only 51
I can't accept it though
I still expect to hear the sound
Of your voice
Asking me or telling me something
Maybe I never let you
Be the mother figure
To me that you wanted to be
And I never let myself get
Too attached to you
But I really did love you
I still do and I always will
I really don't want this to be
The end for you
I miss you so much
I want you to be alive when I wake up

People come and go
From my life - mysterious
But life keeps going

there are places i
feel i have travelled through and
i moved on, a ghost

ah gnarly gnarly
but the snow bunnies are keen
ski, and snowboard clean

A nice winter snow
Pretty soon, all ya got is
A gnarly slush, dude

this time of year large
winter storms become the big
event of the day

ive many things on
my mind problem is hair seems
to be less...and less