municipal waste
i want thrash metal, beer, weed
but like in haiku
by groopgrop of sewercide
when it's my birthday
all i want is cheese pizza
oh shit, not like that
by oopsie of now the feds are on to me
life slips through fingers
thorns of roses under nails
cancel my birthday
by Amity C of CoutuRRREEEE
Tomorrow: Birthday!
I didn't ask for any gifts
Just for happiness
by Cyan of Here
Gregory Bateson:
ethno-goofball lost at sea.
Divorced three times. Great,
by Messages and Pathways of the Supreme Cybernetic System
Showing my true self
Evil, selfish, and unkind
Need a new mirror
by Cyan
The Finders. So weird.
Those spooks. . . what were they up to?
And why with children?
by We've Read The Docs of TouYube Channel
Getting put under
the ocean in a new pair
of cement shoes. Dull.
by Concrete Cobbler of New Jersey
Getting put under
I expected to be scared
It was just boring
by Cyan of Hospital in HTX
Another visit
and a clean page of haiku
So satisfying.
by Janis of Winning the war on spam (for now)
If you have a sty
In your eye then you must see
As pigs view the world.
by Here's Mud in your Eye of OINK
Alan Parsons' song:
I am the stye in your eye,
Gazing at yoo-ouu...
by I Can Read Your Haiku
I had surgery
There was a stye in my eye
Doxycycline
by Cyan of SLTX; Hospital @ HTX
Cyan girl, what UP?
Why you always say "girl", girl?
Must mean you a man.
by Scrub This of Scrub-a-Dub
Old lady book club
Doomed romance and time travel
Time traveler’s wife
by Cyan of SLTX
i don't want no scrub
a scrub is a guy who can't
get no love from me
by TLC of working from home
Cyan cyan girl
It’s me talking to you, girl
I’m talking to you
by Cyan of course of Texas
Recalibrated:
The haiku hockey-star Darth.
This fig does not puck...
by N.H.L of Face-off on Ice
Rejuvenated
The poet formerly known
as Darth Figpucker
by Cocoon of Cheese
Yes, God is the Lord.
He rules and reigns over us.
And you just LOVE that.
by Don't You
Another shooting!
The media are on it:
Darth shot off his mouth.
by Figpucker of Speech
Science is a myth.
Science is the enemy.
Science must be stopped.
by Sad My End-ist of Spoonerd
Please trust the science.
Then you will not be afraid.
Trust. Just trust. Just TRUST.
by Science is Superstition of Bronze Age
Zen koan question:
Do bearded clams have mussels?
Shell out for answer.
by Pay to Play of Poontang Dynasty
Woman gives man box
Man asks if box contains fish
Just one bearded clam
by Night of 7 Fishes and 1 douchebag
Welcome to the v o i d
Nothing here but me and you
Hey!! Did you just fart?
by Cyan of Whoever smelt it felt it SLTX
Man gives woman box
Woman asks if it's present
Man says it's future
They go way, way back
by MONARCH
Syllabababels:
life is measured out in them,
said T.S. Eliot
by Well, He Didn't Say It Explicitly of Wasteland
Extra syllable
You could have it removed or
Learn to live with it
by Noticer of Details
Geppetto’s splinter
Pinocchio’s morning wood
A coincidence?
by Puppetry of The poet
I bet it is him
Haiku ventriloquism
Syllable jizzum
by Darth Potsticker of Food Truck
What is going on?
Watched a documentary
Paying for CAPTCHAs
by Cyan of SLTX (by the way the documentary was interesting; companies pay people to do captchas for spam)
War of attrition
A spam bot superhero
It's all an arms race.
by Janis of reCapcha is a broken defeated technology
Cyan, you're boring
And you don't make any sense
You must be a bot
by SLTX My Assets of Algo Ritmico
I want to talk, too
Today may end up the day...
Anyway, goodnight
by Cyan is awake and ready of Werk werk werk werk werk werk in SLTX
Good night, Bad Haiku
I’ll speak to you tomorrow
In the meantime: rest
by Cyan of SLTX
Good morning to you
I am eating cereal
Ready to go home
by Cyan of SLTX
You say you a girl,
but you have one of THOSE things?
You are a strange girl.
by Men's Club of Members Only
Why are you so mean?
I'm literally just a girl
And I need some sleep
by Cyan of SLTX
Near to forsook God.
This foul world is so wicked.
Only the Lord knows.
by Preacher of Great Smoky Mountains
Admit it, CYAN:
You are the same Figpucker
As you always were.
by Noticer of Haiku and Worse
She wrote an essay:
How To Murder Your Husband
Guess who got murdered?
by Murder of She wrote
Stop calling me Bot
My name is Cyan Yvette
Almost my birthday
by CYAN CYAN CYAN of I WAS IN HOUSTON TODAY
stuck in a wheelchair
Abbott looks at Beto and
cries "push me daddy!!"
by Remember of Alamo
here's a solution:
give every gun it's own gun
let them have at it
by Corder Bollie of Too soon
girlfriend angry now
who cares if my attitude
is like dried cat turd
by Cat Turd of Dog House
amethyst pie rings
like a pie made of crystal
on your fat fingies
by Phat Phingers of Rock Tarts and Other Baked Shit
Encase each school kid
In bulletproof plexiglass.
Problem solved for you.
by Anti-social Teen Research Grant of Uvalde TX
Way to go Texas
You should arm the school children
Yes, that will fix it.
by The problem with guns is we don't have enough of them
Oh cry, cry for me.
Once I was stunning and brave--
Now I'm just dead. (End.)
by Rear End of Advance Guard
