Counting syllables
is for samurai who wished
they were bookkeepers.
by Darth Figpucker
Well, it's obvious
that Starkitten's obsession
is cunnilingus.
Cat that eats pussy.
Surely cannibalism.
But which one comes first?
Simultaneous
cannibalistic feline
ejaculation.
by
A happy ending
If his name had been Ted Huge
Some Cunning Linguist
by Starkitten
Head in the oven,
Tortured, sefish, bad free verse.
Behold Plath: success !
by this time , I'm so sick of modernist poetry
Previewing Haiku
Like admiring a fresh turd
Before you flush it
by Starkitten
Please make this happen
Bono Vox and Cher team up
Sing I got You Babe
Kind of a klutz too
Wiped out on bike. Central Park.
Not sure if he skis
by Starkitten
Your private juices
Just a dab behind your ear
That will do the trick
by Anonymous Poet of Starkitten
Head in the oven.
Taken from behind, again!
Can't get housework done!!
by Starkitten
Fantasy Island
Blind man with no sense of smell
He's perfect for you
by Starkitten
A witchy cauldron
Cunnilingus Corn Maze. Run!
You will burn in Hell!
by Starkitten
Equine Jenga Game
Tower of Copulation
Looks like a hot mess!
by Starkitten
Now watch me neigh neigh
New Horseshoes! Clip Clop Clip Clop!
Road apples for you
by Starkitten
With the new enhanced neurons that Elon Musk is inventing kangaroos can be programmed to deliver packages in their pouches. Look out UPS, FedEx, and USPS!
Doesn't "Elon Musk" sound like a trashy perfume name?
I'm not a robot... yet. But perhaps soon... perhaps.
by
I will never stop
Tap dancing on your sidewalk
Schizophrenic bitch!
by Starkitten
Northern Exposure
The Farmers Market pervert
Cucumber in hand
by Starkitten
Grey Sky Festival
Fresh Haiku bubbling up
Straight from my gizzards
by Starkitten
Stuck in the window
Like Magilla Gorilla
Just might go apeshit!
by Starkitten
Tongues are wagging!
Ye Olde Cunnilingus Shoppe
The talk of the town
by Starkitten
Rearranging things
Reversed your nose and penis
You're such a dickhead
by Starkitten
Downward facing dong
Hot Yoga happy ending
Pumpkin Spice Latte
by Starktten
bad santa
by vhs of q anon knows whos been naughty
Great mall memories
That's Ken Berry jacking off
In your Kinney shoe
by Starkitten
Hunched out in long coils
The turds of one thousand dogs
All in your honour
by Starkitten
Got my shopping done
Giving everyone Haiku
This one is for you
by Anonymous Poet
Pictures with Santa
Your mom had her portrait done
Sitting on his dick
by Anonymous Poet
woof woof woff, woof woof
woff bark bark woof howllll arf arf
woof woof woof...meow
by vhs of getting ready for the dogs barking jingle bells song
Mall walk stomach cramp?
Seen your telltale hopping dance
You methane shaman
Disappear like Jim
Come on baby light my fire
Blue flame blast your pants
Dirty underwear
Scattered on Dawn's Highway, huh?
Plus size Underoos?
by Anonymous Poet
And I too, have been
That doomed stranger in the mall
Asking "who farted" ?
by no means denigrating your case of poetic flatulence
That breathy Bono:
Furious virtue-signaler
Hypocrite has-been.
Most of U2's songs
Are monotonous, and lack
Vibrant chord changes
Making up for it
In breathy histrionics
And churning fadeouts
by the way, most people haven't heard of Paul David what's his name
A thousand dog turds.
Was an incomplete sentence.
And another one.
by
I have taken to
farting loudly as I walk
by strangers in malls.
by
Her enormous cunt,
gushing like Niagara Falls,
drowned the little man.
by
beaming into space
the facebook apocalypse
pouting narcissists
in dorito hues
instagram influencers
sell oblivion
our planet choking
in the rush to die pretty
ignorance distracts
it's all about me
aren't i the most important
as we go extinct
by ash
chemotherapy
wasn't as bad as i thought
luckily for me
complete remission
at least for the time being
till something kills me
by ash
being humorous
sure beats being tumorous
rather die laughing
by ash
i got lymphoma
and seemed to become a cancer
formerly known as...
by ash
and of course the end
of the beginning, the whole phantom menace debacle
by vhs of it was not that bad
names phrases words, vite
stimuli, some french dead guy
wrote a book just read
by vhs
Do the same old thing
Like the zombie that you are.
Then try a new way
by learning to think of something beyond your SELF
Quick, make a "haiku"
Fling it out there like garbage
In order, then, to
by create a new name of everlasting GLORY
You wear "Pussy Hat"?
Pussy is an orifice.
Ain't no hat involved.
by Delusions of Feminism
The Book of Daniel
And St. John's Revelation:
Doomsday bestsellers
by it's always the beginning of the End
a hurricane
and
more may be coming to do
the human clean up
so dead dare praised for
we live in the end times, again
so stories go
by vhs of hell and 666th
sometimes people want
to forget their humanity
to play anti God
they're still just human
hitler in a bunker was
The End for that then...
Hitler Parodies
by vhs
Fight this civil war
Lyrically, poetically...
Psychopathically
by Enraged Projections of the Left
of course i will
have to fight you to my death
to protect humanity
from psychopaths like yourself
by vhs
Just make some shit up
As long as Donald looks bad:
leaky, lying press.
by Anonymous Source of Haiku
At first I believed
The narrative as supplied.
Now I'm wondering.
by 11th of September 2001
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.
by
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
by vhs
