It's that unnatural
confidence...some sickness
heaviness of thought

evangelicals might say
Bible followers, "you have a demon"
they act as I did here

so, the judgements I got
were fair. But a prayer helps. always

brumbies brumbies one
brumbies brumbies brumbies won
rah rah rah rah rah

don't watse time thinking
practicable planning says
practice makes perfect

I think about it
sex genitals clits penes
I've fucked in my head

elite foot massage
left me hanging Do you see
won't you sleep with me

fucked up drunk ass chick
tunnel of love that I see
1 2 3 4 WHORE

Pot, dancing and beer
have made me aware of you
please come over here

A shy one you are
with your looks, with your slyness
won't you dance with me?

but that is the thing
you must talk with confidence
believe in yourself

man, whining will not
get you laid. poetry might if
it is really good

my evil twin says
that I only eat one thing
that is panty ham

get ten pounds of coke
cover your dick in it and
watch the fun begin

being unlaid is
voluntary. for there are
always sluts at foot

being unfucked, well
let's just say virginity
keeps your sheets cleaner

grab your penis now
bend it back between your legs
insert in your ass

some things age makes worse
maturity isn't one
you need to grow up

unhand your member
adolescent self-pity
is no way forward

still fucked in the head ?
refocus on genitals
and discover life

even with a fuck
you can't make some types happy
they remain wankers

Delicately blue
you start with both of your shoes
just smiles to remove

Carpal tunnel life
ruining my typing skills
humbling my sex life

moxie get a fuck
it makes you feel much better
depression all gone

To walk into a place
to say "I am defeated" seems
to bring out this instinct...

Kill, for no reason
cause you can...
the oposite brings herd recognition

I don't care I'm a
Virgin. I am. Maybe for good
but life is good.

Even for unfucked psychos...

Oh, all right! I like
when I'm not here ego mashing
you do funner work

I think I like to read that better...

hey tracy honey
are you wearing panties? what
kind, thong or regular

that haiku makes me
thirsty, you forgot the ocean,
or at least a beer

Tracy, tracy, hey
I wish to know where you play
Curious, I am

i love simple things
sun, moon, stars, dirt, wind, day, night,
i wait with this list

'jesus fucking god'
says the boy sitting by me
such profanity!

I feel inspired
An hour until I go home
Me, bonfire? Hell no.

my poor nerves are fried
too much worry and stress for
a nervous teen girl

for once in my life
my hair is silky and smooth
why not ev'ry day??

i leaned in to give
him a big hug and he said:
your hair smells so nice

Milena, she is
My co-worker; she thinks that
I am quite gorgeous.

Snot on the carpet
Jaime looks at it longing
Office fanatasies

I have a ring shaped
like a naked woman. She's
wrapped around finger

yes happy indeed
but quick Guicho comes to town
surprise call last night

happy hour then
disappear to spend some time
watching a movie

the ideal climate
hot enough for a sarong
cool enough for sex

hail to my home town
stationary one decade
immobile the next

missy elliot
I am writing to complain
wheres all this free corn?

places we come from
shrink with the passage of time
there's no going back

making cheese on toast
I nearly lose my eyebrows
damn that faulty grill

crazy foreigner
what the hell are you saying?
it's all greek to me

the very merry
Month of May turned out to be
full of excriment

dressed in a toga
i pull at your long brown hair
oh! your head fell off

young unfucked psycho
jesus wouldn't die for you
haiku laxative

just passing through to
go knockin' on heaven's door
times they are changing