Dear Lord, please help me.
The melancholy descends
and I am alone.

Violeta P:
It was her birthday today.
I just found out now.

Andean mummies:
I fell in love with one once...
was it the coca?

Those Andean Mints
They really mess with my teeth
But come smell my breath

Those Andean flutes
They really mess with my soul
Those harmonic tones...

Oprah sniffs dog balls
Terrorist friend Doctor Oz
Licks camel anus

The things I treasure
My prized dead skin collection
and all these poems

does anyone here invest in real estate?

Oprah Winfrey's "truth":
New Age deception-- old hat.
Seek the Lord and live.

Bof, c'est vraiment dingue
Ce que vous venez de dire...
C'est trop. J'en ai marre.

mais n'oubliez pas
vive la difference ami
chacun à son goût

Le probleme c'est moi:
Bad in age and bad in youth...
Please pardon my French.

You know we bicker
Then forget what really matters
For fashion sakes

A spam hiatus
and some gentle badinage:
haiku nostalgia

more than a feeling
closed my eyes and slipped away
to the good old days

Sib Hashian. Wow.
A magnificent drummer.
May he rest in peace.

Fail. Become bitter.
Fail again. Become depressed.
Fail. Rinse. Fail. Repeat.

We is extremist.
We haves a pet cat, two cars.
We am dangerous.

turning japanese
think i'm turning japanese
i really think so

Ash and Figpucker
Sittin' in a tree. Kay-I
S-S-I-N-G

Burst my own bubble
And caused some haiku trouble
By posting double.

Queen Lizzie: the curse.
King Charlie driving the hearse.
And yes, it gets worse.

Queen Lizzie: the curse.
King Charlie driving the hearse.
And yes, it gets worse.

They is all fascist.
Waaah! I want my abortion.
I am my own mom.

How to wipe your ass
It’s Nature’s paper towel
Wipe with an owl
( or Stevie Nick's scarf)

The queen in a hearse
In the coffin with her purse
Reduced to mere verse

bad segues to worse
there are few things more perverse
than these things per verse

Well-armed Chinese hordes
Meet the woke U.S. army.
CUT! (commercial break)

sometimes it's righteous
to to reflect on what has been
and wish it hadn't

when they are not here
i miss the people i love
immeasurably

Organic grass-roots?
Actually AstroTurf . . .
All over the globe.

Hey, what's up you filth.
What's next on your agenda?
Reading some haiku?

Universally
NPCs are the problem.
Game-change is needed.

Universally
bad behaviour gets a whole
character set banned.

Her wedding valence:
The electoral orbit...
Elect Ron Reagan!

It's fascinating:
ongoing C.I.A. coup;
Dorothy K. killed.

Not the Grassy Knoll,
And no Lone Gunman Oswald...
The gutter drain-hole!

Those responsible:
Nine-eleven commission...
The Warren Report.

Fukushima glow
Ultrasound result shows twins
Thirty Syllables!

at my very core
i've got a hadron for you
small and attractive

You're so vain (so vain!)
They were clouds in my coffee
Yeah (yeah!) MOCKINGBIRD

transports of delight
i'm a steamroller baby
roll all over you

Hear my train coming . . .
Lord the boxcars are empty--
But my heart is full.

You can't fuck a train
What the heck is wrong with you?
This will not end well

When I hear the train
I picture us making love
Flattened on the tracks

She's irrelevant.
Her name was on many brands:
Ms. Elizabeth.

Net worth of the rich:
It's just an inverse ratio
Of their damnation.

All of you are HERE.
That makes me so very glad.
Like Cream: "I'm So Glad"

Feel sorry for him
His bone is frozen in stone
Talk about hot sex

Minute by minute
The Pompeii Masturbator
He kept holding on