Okay, no haiku here...
My head, they think, will be okay in time.
The hematoma is too small to bother operating on for now. But it needs to be monitored w/ CT scan every so often.
But this means I should not drink or take drugs, which really sucks, and that's not going to happen. I think in about 6 months or so, it will be okay.
Age makes people more susceptible to this type of injury b/c the brain shrinks and pulls away from the skull over time, putting tension on the veins b/w the brain and the skull. So any jarring of the head can make the brain move around and make those veins rip. Fun stuff.
For now, the pain is off and on, but I think decreasing over time. I can still function and work, so... that's my story.
Kind of wish it would have ended me. Skateboarding would have been a cool way to die. I could live with that.

I had a long with
with Mister DF, I hope
he is ok, soon

Did they operate
On your head Figpucker friend?
I hope you are ok

My head hurts so bad,
I want to remove my brain.
Feed it to the pigs.

Cegno do this now
Sometimes Starkitten bossy
So, I

I have never been
To the heart of this city
Worry of mugging

No room for error
When you find your hand has stuck
To what you has thieved

Impersonal self
The derealization
Need 4 cigarettes

On the roof. Smoking.
So I endure fear of height
This makes me nervous

Office Holiday
A party I may attend
Inebriated

Overconfident
My colleague boasts. I stay quiet
Boss wife favor me

I can say it here
This spaceship has been removed
To remote cavern

I read their remarks
Tried to keep an open mind
The taste was not good

Half the time I wait
For the signal to transmit
Before I dare breathe

Yes, you do.

From the time you start
You have never had a chance
I don

Come on vhs.
Nothing we do will matter.
Nor antimatter.

You need to just be.
Whatever it is you are.
Even a poet.

Well, that's pretty low.
Or maybe a garbage man.
Or a bank robber.

Just do it.
Why ask why?
Celebrate the moments of your life.
It keeps going and going and going...
and stops.

It was a mistake
Used my dick as toilet snake
Ruined my own plumbing

Tortoises fucking.
They make the funniest sounds.
But then, so do we.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOxLdklbuj0

Fuck you if I'll eat
hard boiled duck embryos.
Not for stinky farts.

Pomelo fruit's best
for stinky farts like a skunk.
Durian, less so.

When I see balut.
It's aborted Daffy Duck.
I just can't do that.

Familiar Tortoise
Face kinda looks like Crowley
Oh yeah, Barbara Bush!

Look, there's another
Parachuting down to earth
Cue: "Let's get it on ..."

Stealthy dragonfly.
Lands softly on the tortoise.
Foghat's "Slow Ride" plays.

My name was Cegno
They confiscated my smokes
Kept me in small room

Interrogation
I answered all their questions
And they let me go

Such redundancy;
Haiku does the red dunce-dance:
Excremental health.

That Darth Figpucker
Somewhere eating balut eggs
And Durian farts

Attention: Poets!
Was I just reading James Joyce?
Or was that Joyce James

Don't listen to her
My sister has been on my street since I got a sister to the sister who was a sister sister who has a sister who is my woman woman I have a sister who is my woman woman I have a sister who is my woman woman I have a lot of work on the way she is and I have a lot to do and I am a sister sister and I have been able for the best way she said that I have a lot to say

My sister was on her way she was like a woman and I am a woman who has a lot to say to the people that I have been told not yet I have to say I have been the same as a person and I'm a good person to say that the person I was a person to say I have a lot to do and not do anything for a person that is a woman who is not the woman that person who has a lot to do is just not a person that is a person and I have to be the woman that has a lot of things to say about her

I don't have much to
do with this place anymore
I feel like a lot

of what I have done
on line has brought a side of
myself out that makes

me want to delete the whole thing

Politics - nothing
to do with being polite,
but a parasite.

Poly, Greek for many.
Ticks, blood sucking parasites.
Therefore politics.

Swoosh mush mush mush
Swoosh swoosh mush mush flush
Just wiping my tush

Tremendous, YUGE YUGE
TREMENDOUS TREMENDOUS YUGE
TREMENDOUS ASSHOLE

Wipe out deficit.
Trump raped hard on Pay-Per-View.
Bigly yuge profits.

You must admit it.
Who WOULDN'T pay to see THAT!
Well, besides Sanders.

You say Trump is bad.
He's sure got a purty mouth.
Orange Deliverance.

Debunking theories
Mosquitoes aren't attractive
Criminals walk free

Bad haiku is bad
Very, very bad like Trump
Everyone agrees

Concise poetry.
Perceived as being profound.
You give it meaning.

Cryzosza mi fucq
Cognoscenti ni senza
Fazool na prexii

Do vegetables poop?
I've never had a garden
Do they poop out soil?

All poetry smells
Curried turds and curdled words
Greasy gopher farts

Cracking pygmies open
Like Harry and David nuts
Get at the sweet meat

Reamed garden gnome ass
Napoleon's slippery dick
Caught them in the act!

That upset stomach
Swallowed too much plastic cum
Met his Waterglue

Dead poets smell bad.
And their poetry smells worse.
Ask Robin Williams.

Wet thumb to the wind
Disgruntled seabirds. Bent mast.
Who spiked the brownies?

Gnomes, little people,
dwarves, midgets, runts, and pigmies.
Napoleon's kids.

For an emperor,
he was one whorin' mofo.
Sidious, take note!

Do not eat pussy.
You must devour that shit!
Make her feel consumed.

Poops of tomorrow.
Funkin' hairy hos. Pubic floss.
Preened from Allah's beard.

How would you describe
Garden gnomes' ejaculate?
Smelly superglue

Soups of Yesteryear
Shrunken cheerios. Pussy hairs.
Gleaned from Ahab's beard

Ocean brine freezes.
It clings to the old man's beard.
A familiar friend.