sent it one haiku
sign said, "no display" back to
send, and got two through

don't know my own stench

some syllables, few lines
no meaning, not poetry, not nearly
haiku - besides "bad",

what didn't you understand?

some syllables, few lines
no meaning, not poetry, not nearly
haiku - besides "bad",

what didn't you understand?

Holy retarded
Haiku, Batman! Go back to:
"You want fries with that?"

Bubbling softly inside
Fearful face outside
Damn, what a cool bong

Flaming debris falls slowly down
Red licks the building
Holy fuck I

If we could breathe under sea
And swim like the fish
We

I feel cold slip over my toes
Big hole in my sock...
Getting bigger as we speak

Bitter feelings run in me
Fingers all wet now
Got hand in way while pissing

I find this beef tastes like goat
Strange tacos they have here
That

Tracy, hope I did
not bring you down. Friday night,
and two days 'thout work!!!!!

Hoppity hop
goes Marcus the bouncing bunny.
Chubby, Chubby, Chub.

Hot dogs to vapor
very possible to do
he ate more than you

What happens when you
have to poop, and then somthing
pops? I would worry.

my cat is purring
i'm licking his sour asshole
then my wife walks in

My workplace has rules
for forming line in kitchen
it so makes me laugh

On the other hand,
Reciting "Dead Parrot Sketch"
Cheers me the hell up.

venting never works
for me; i talk rage, sadness,
but they are still here.

if you're jonesing for
a screw. Baby come and sit
on my skin statue

lassie go home, now
if you were only sassy
lassy - to give bone

A box of memories
Glad to share
Put me in there

Bark woof bow wow bark
Bow wow woof woof bark bark bark
woof bark bow wow woof

That's a 10-4, boo
or should I say 4-20?
Corral Reefer HO!

you know ships sail on
e-mocean here, without hemp
sails to catch the wind.

puny plans evolve
on brains of critics; no thanks
needed, argue well.

If I was a ship
I'd sail on your emotion
ocean tidal wave

Lets go to Quebec
somebody has to speak up
bring your attitude

it's ultra obscene
take your time to consider
skin on skin with me

he crooks that finger
he's got me on my knees now
I am not praying

sweet god oh god yes
it's hard I'm unrepentant
I am in heaven

we'll build it with rocks
a big hollow thing that roars
and flies around fast

the plan's evolving
the critics can fuck themselves
we got inertia

fresh from the treetops
speaking out on my behalf
it's advocado

effortless smiles
patiently following the
bottom round cheeks

the tree loppers came
phloem flew and xylem also
with more yet to go

it's five forty five
i've eaten and i'm at home
feel so much better

one time i jerked off
so fast - no shit, really - that
my cock caught on fire

haiku number ten
four pm - boredom sets in
i want to go home

and i'd walk around
tell everyone "mazeltov!'
for no good reason

if i were german
i would yell, ich brauche dich
and he wouldn't know.

he gets free tickets
to everything in this town
but he never goes.

he thinks of weight loss
you're not fat, i want to scream
would he listen? no.

the school library,
so dark and so gloomy, is
always much too hot.

why so sad, ferret?
i wish you would feel better
have a lovely day.

if i end up like
my dad - alcoholic, sad -
i will shoot myself

i can't stand it when
i'm eating a lollipop
and the stick falls off.

sitting on toilet
contemplating my penis
shit splashes below

but its no bother
i like the sound of water
peaceful and calming

and while you're at it,
could you please destroy berlin?
germans bother me.

dear jesus lord god,
i need a blow job so bad.
please send a cute girl.

small tits are o k
and i don't need to fuck her.
do let her swallow.