Fight this civil war
Lyrically, poetically...
Psychopathically

of course i will
have to fight you to my death
to protect humanity

from psychopaths like yourself

Just make some shit up
As long as Donald looks bad:
leaky, lying press.

At first I believed
The narrative as supplied.
Now I'm wondering.

Time needs a fast-forward button.
Other than a 100 year journey at 99% the speed of light.
I'd love to see the end of this stupid race.
To see this planet cleansed of this horrible filth called life.
Make Earth Great Again!
Deport all life-forms. Make them pay for it.
Every last amoeba and virus. Every long protein strand.
Kick them out. Only minerals, dust, water, and lava.
And the plastic McDonald's toys you once thought were so cute.
... I am, sadly, not a robot.

i remember that
day all too clearly
my old man was watching planes crash into the twin towers
and it was the only time i had seen
terror on his face
sometimes the mask comes off
3000 plus were gone
we were are vulnerable
we remember today
we are americans, methinks

those who were raised as
youth in nazi like eras of
patriotic extroversion

in their old age drive
their decendants into desiring
to quietly obseving

their own patriotic
discourse without the mindless
savagery of their extroversion

Hey, almost forgot:
It's September eleventh,
Day of deceptions.

I am not a robot.
Of COURSE I am not a robot!
...the fuck wrong with you ?

Not necessary !
bad Haiku verse is strictly
unnecessary.

This is my vengeance
upon the Haiku verse-form:
hours of boredom.

Oh Haiku warriors,
compose yourselves. Get ready.
Battle commences.

I do not love you.
In fact, I think I hate you.
Lets go home and fuck.

You're my only friend
And I'm not sure you like me
At least I have that

Saw you standing there
All covered with Bad Haiku
Sandpaper tongue bath

Do you knit doll clothes?
No, these are penis sweaters.
What size will you need?

Visit our kiosk
Conveniently located
In my dog's rear end

Protein shake,my friend
Refreshment from dog's back end
Anal Julius

Isn't it strange the way tortoises will eat dog poop. What do they know that I do not? Am I missing something here? Please research this and let me know. Anxiously awaiting your answer.

Bask in full moon glow
Levitation. Magic show
Think it's gonna blow..

ok mooning the moon
which rise do we rise to
in this occasion?

Wind lift soft music
Whisker Koto. Gentle strum..
Moon Rise. See my bum!

Beneath the willow
Hidden Moon on full display
No Kimono Show

Willow branches bend
My favorite of all God's trees.
Weeping and sighing

Cannot glimpse your moon
Clouds have obscured the beauty
Lunar betrayal

The Captain's Nosehair
All hands on deck! Pull, me hearties!
Wait! That's not his nose!

Joke on you. Your shoe.
Naughty tree. Saved bag of poop
For certain person

Willow tree, bending
Thoughtfully scooping, bagging
The dog shit you left

I'm throwing doughnuts
Unintentional Ring Toss
As you walk by nude

Let me sketch you nude
Don't move. Got no art supplies
Just a dirty mnd

Look up! Balloon Boy!!
That little bastard again!
Fly into the sun!!!!

It's going as planned
My Bill Murray voodoo doll
Is working just fine

How's your day so far?
Are we having fun yet? Yes?
Showing you Full Moon

I won't eat donuts.
Can't digest them anymore.
Donut burps for hours . . .

Continued Outside
Laying in wait for mailman
Nude Bearhug Today!!

Starkitten rising
luminous and poetic
behold the moonglow

Did I forget pants?
Cartwheeling. Releasing gas.
Maniacal Laugh!!!

That kind of morning.
Hula hooping robot dance!
David Lee Roth flip!!

I want to moon you
I think we'll be best friends then
Once we get past that

I can't lie to you
Haiku makes me feel sneaky
Right down to my bones

Bring me some doughnuts
Plain, Glazed, Chocolate, Jelly filled
I want the real deal

Found his Dad's yearbook:
Most likely to smote people
Had a Nerd Haircut

He rode dinosaurs
Sidesaddle, giving peace sign
Way cool sandals, bro

In an insane world
Compulsive Haiku writing
Makes things more insane

Hey you, Free-Thinker:
I am for your liberty.
Do we hate same things?

There's no God today.
There was no God yesterday.
Tomorrow, same-same.

Be nice. Don't offend.
Christian virtue-signaling:
Church of the Milque-Toast

stand up sit down kneel
not the church militant
but the church calisthenic

Some cucumbers scream
When they can't find parking space
And they're running late

The cucumber screams
with the pleasure of being
a mere cucumber