Slacking on Thursday
is more work than you imagine
I think about sex
by Flushboy of Brooklyn
your car's turn signal
is just like the hand of God
I never see it
by Meow of Dallas
birds fight each other
outside on my balcony
that chirp means "fuck you!"
by Meow of Dallas
Reading my haiku
why do I get the strange urge
to say it like Kirk?
by Meow of Dallas
Damn this site rocks ass
Look for it on Weird Wild Web,
IGN For Men.
by Sarah of SF Bay Area, California
wind in the tunnel
walking to my boring job
vaporize me, please
by Meow of Dallas
caffeine, my dear friend
your cold sweat makes me tingle
from my taste buds down
by Meow of Dallas
they sealed my window
from cold wind with shiny tape
but it didn't help
by cenobyte of saskatoon
A sick black rose blooms.
My father's anger nourished
My own puking wrath.
by ferret70 of chicago
Cold gusts wrack my bones.
Low temps fine for silicon,
but carbon whimpers.
by ferret70 of chicago
my officemate's love
convinced him she bought a dog
with cam and photo
by ferret70 of chicago
not dead that which lies
eternal; with strange aeons
Death itself may die
by ferret70 of chicago
The middle line goes like
"dah dah dah dah dah dah duh".
Seven sylables.
by Erik O.
I don't know. Pork... beef?
Maybe a cat. Who knows really.
What's in my stir fry?
by Erik O.
Woe to the Irish, who the gods made mad
Their wars are happy
Their love songs sad
by Prince LipLip of Zulu-5
Where's my Chinese food?
It has been almost an hour
since i ordered it.
by Erik O.
must read bad haiku
many people write each day
what will happen next?
by cenobyte
well it's time to go
man can't live by haiku alone.
later for you guys
by The Fourth Way of seattle
describe what happens
when you go use the bathroom,
then watch people cringe
by The Fourth Way of seattle
I'm in a payphone
and some lady's in distress
Damn, this zipper's stuck
by The Fourth Way of seattle
The moon hits your eye
like a big pizza pie, that's...
gonna leave a bruise.
by The Fourth Way of seattle
My razzmatazz jazz
it has much pizzazz whereas
I am just a spaz
by The Fourth Way of seattle
no food to be found--
maybe i can break my pen
and chug the red ink!
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
Hippies really smell
no I don't have a quarter
you smelly hippie
by The Blur of Santa Cruz
Scratchin' my thing thing
Lotto!!, I've got cha-ching ching
I flex the bling bling
by The Fourth Way of seattle
lunch time yum yum yum
veggies, seared flesh, pasta mix
make gaseous emissions
by mondongo of third stone from the sun
kinky intercourse
insert broccoli casserole
email to Penthouse
by mrfnord
Went to the bart mart
bought Simpsonian fart art
I'm off the smart chart
by The Fourth Way of seattle
A large iron buttplug
found in the bedroom closet
caused angry divorce
by mrfnord
magic sandwich stamps
please provide me with your gift
appease tape worm god
by Anonymous Poet
yo momma got a yeast infection
she eat lots of yogurt
like taking care of an old fireplace
by mr. rumple foreskin of montana
las manitas for
gorditas next wednesday at
half past eleven
by Anonymous Poet of Austin
forgot lunch again
eat bag of Hickory Sticks(tm)
and hot strong coffee
by cenobyte
I am swedish man
I come from my swedish land
Where we lost wee-willy
by Roland Garros of Sweden
dorm rooms stifle thought
irate room-mates, bad karma
find off-campus room
by cenobyte
I am but a fool!
Sitting by your stool {rules ha..}
I could rule the world..
by Teo Maltese of w/ Dr. Claw
This is bat country,
Give me the fly swatter, now!
The poor Bastard...
by Garik of Jersey
The real deal (a trip).
Inspite of gonzo, mad cat,
The driver was lit!
by Dr. Claw of ?
supercalifrag
ilisticexpiala
docious. atrocious!
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
If the dark skies
Were Nigthmares, Bad Unrest,
Bad Insomnia
by Garik of Jersey
The Trumpets blare
The Legions enter with ease
The Walls crumble down
by Garik of Jersey
if wishes were trees
i would be a lumberjack
in the great white north
by cenobyte of saskatoon
I sound the great horn
To wake the dead, the mummies.
We march on Egypt
by The Fourth Way of seattle
I am Holly
I like granola bars
I am jolly
by Holly
You're just saying that.
My poop brownies are awesome!
Believe that shit, yo
by The Fourth Way of seattle
brownies look like poop
but they do taste much better
if they're not real poop
by jason of worcester, ma
before using plaster
fill the hole with pizza box.
confound future folk.
by ferret70 of chicago
Truth made obvious
Chumbawumba had one hit
I need a shower
by Duke Lemoyne of Kampuchea
Keep the noise down, son.
And here's some plaster patches.
Get to work, have fun.
by The Fourth Way of seattle
sound of a floor lamp
swung through clean white dorm room wall
soothes the broken heart
by ferret70 of chicago
