it makes you sleepy
and has too much fat, gravy
only makes it worse

gotta use it up -
how about a sandwich of
turkeycobbler and stuffinggravy?

It's cloudy, I'm here
I'm breathing, it's all life
and it's all right

they wake up to their
own hatred, and aren't set for
anothers anguish...

ECT?

I am intrigued
---
To speak thru haikus
seems rather harsh and not
really, who you are...

Who cares, as he brushed
off the feet, let the one Above
deal with Sodom and Gomorrah

often the evangelicals say that when
you dust off your feet and ignore
the "small stuff" it will condemn the
person who is behind it

If I killed myself
if anyone did, I would be in Hell
and I could not escape...

Here I can at least, leave
and not see someone pretend to
be me to get me to react...

If I didn't, it would stop

That last long thing wasn't me...
I don't think "truth" is respected here though

haiku therapy
poor second to e.c.t.
more power to you

depressed and need help?
then find someone who does care
for the likes of you

I am sitting alone tonight
wondering why won't they understand
that I am just depressed and
I need help

it's hard living in a place where it's not
so readily available

so let me write my own haiku and leave me alone

What if I just killed myself
tonight? Wouldn't you feel bad
Mellie and ash you would just not
care

but I am always with God at least
and if I just want tonight
He would care

my kind of soul mate
might suffer it's own anguish
it belongs in me

and who gives a hoot
so I despise self loathing
wake up to one's self

Oceans of self pity
only last to entertain
in some small world bars

TIA MARIA NEEDS TO TAKE A FRICKEN MIDOL
I REPEAT FROM MASSECHUSETTES OR WHATEVER
TIA MARIA NEEDS TO TAKE AFRICKEN MIDOL

crying out for help
you can't see anyone else
bad self obsession

i do not hate you
denial and projection
you just hate yourself

drop in the ocean
centre of the universe
perspective decides

Is mellie a kind soul?
Is Ash an artist of the first class?
is "ap" an angel in disguise?

VICTORY IS MINE said
the old Fuhrer, as the tanks
rolled into Berlin

they tell you to give
up, on who YOU are, you've been
there... Look at yourselves

Mellie, I don't give up
It's my belief not to give up
To improve, to live, to love

no matter what, there is always hope

doesn't understand mellie

I should listen and move on
it's emotion that speaks...
feeling is instinct, passion, pain, sickness
sadness

I will never be here
forgiven

Now, I can give up
or I can go on, let others do
listening, hoping...

and let faith do the turning

Asleep at the wheel
screaming "heaven awaits"
in the cave of Aristotle's killers

What worth is a walk
You clear your mind, of all else
opinions, desires...

Well, to each his her
own, costing me everything...

Speak for yourselves

Bitch

well you puked up a
haiku that has too many
bloody syllables

Mushrooms, weed and beer
All mixed at a wild party.
Did I puke blood again?

shut the fuck up mox
you make me so mad you prick
what is your problem?

can't you see you dill
that you are not amusing
or entertaining

you are a dead loss
the way you are now is sick
go somewhere else mox

The mad scream for help
"mind your own business" you say
so selfishness is healthy...

or is it a madness itself?

I spread on the ground
blankets pushed between roses
and came in the grass

Two weeks!!! EGGH, Two weeks!!!

So said the woman as Ah-nold

and so shall I soon

bent over forwards
she spits out frothy toothpaste
he snuck up on her

he came from behind
with trembling knees they fell down
she came on the floor

enough neurosis
can you carry my baggage ?
i'm way too heavy

Last night I had sex
with a female co-worker
naughty me, I am so bad

"Insanity" may be
a springboard for some
higher truth, when people
would rather cower in darkness

Some people like truth
over pretty form
and bland flowery words

euphroia i
do so adore ya my high
is my crime of time

The tower of Babel
was made by the hands of man
it fell, and will fall again and again

take me away now
my friend my lover my sin
lovely lady jane

a lot of walking
down the street of Rockland
welfare bored? just
an awful downturn for a fish town
and wonderful people
with some apathy about

ap who are u
to judge a poets mind/soul
u are not a god

A lot of drugs
to drown out the reality
and to make it easier

to be inhuman
in a place unfit
for human habitation

when heroic fantasy died
and inspiration died
they rehashed the old

and sold it to Burger King

it's an urban spirit
vs a rural one, there is
a cultural gap there

seen as violent and selfish by me
and ignorant and unaesthetic by thee?
I don't know

its a foe i'm look
in for just a little bit of
one on one please me

when it is the place
for bad haiku
then when it sucks, it's here

I just do it for
the mental blatheration
but it is taste too

the zeitgeist never
leaves quietly but
something crashes loudly

moxie, i love you
there's some pity there as well
just the haiku sucks