.......har har har moxie's
been barred from torturing us
......with his endless blab

Paul Martin blusters;
his loony policies just
aren't understood

strange times getting stranger

Canadian armed
forces sugaring their own
old helicopters

I think they are afraid of flying in them.

google-eyed moxie,
just doesn't have the secret
cachet to post here

..hey, what do you mean
by passing the submit test
you mean we're c3nsored

.....what did i secrete
so as to make my private
.......life very public

5-7-5

I bet Rush Limbaugh
did a Michael Jackson
Hands over crotch

wish I had been there
before the opp. -docs yelling;
hard-of-hearing Rush;

we are going to
cut out your cochlea!
this won't hurt a bit!

'cochlear implant'
is some poor third world peasant
minus a cochlea?

anyway...I heard
that Rush Limbaugh has his ears
back, that really sucks

actually, i'd like
to keep it this way, some can
submit...others can't

here ladies, my pink
hedge-hog! a rare beast indeed,
why don't you pet it

i am lonely here,
but i will post more haiku,
haiku are sexy

girl finds folder on
good old dad's computer, $
ultra_do_able

one good thing about
this, is that moxie will not
pass the submit test

people of the world
please do not breed anymore
stupid damned assholes

I am wallowing
In fractile illusions of
opportunity

stepping over the
starving to get to work. back
in the U.S.A...........

Neurotic or just
slightly more compulsive than
rational Haiku

all of these haikus
about nothing yet I can't
wait 'till we can post

Oooh, the Google cache
Very interesting indeed.
I like it a lot.

man I hope I am
not costing poor Janis...like
80 bucks a ku... :o

better quite ..
but google does rule

if the cleaver of
beaver is clever, god help
any dam builders

well I tried to be
clever but I would rather
cleave those nice beaver

ronin believes he
is so clever, the secrete
is out, the dam breaks

a girl so horny
she would fuck a fence-post, with
knots at eye-level

the monotony
of wind, and grass and trees, moves
a mind to mischief

...........eerie quietude
appears to permeate through
.......this world of silence

...finders, keepers...

.....amazing.....

............pretzels, anyone
.how the hell could you choke on
........something like pretzel

(prince harry potter is more cool)

...oh how cute k babe
as if you havent noticed
....how i lust for you

blue mondays on some
occasional winters kill
this lonely old state

bob geldorf was right
considering the above
i don't like mondays

when the rules change it's
just the tides of time coming
about, in fruition...

5
7
5

I just got back
and looking for an excuse
found myself staring at a screen

Karma is often bullshit
We reap what we sow, but
we can also steer our destiny...

There is a state of
horror in this time that makes
me realize, they know not what they do

I dont want to hate
I'm wishing cancer on you
Hurting my karma

I'll go back to bed
Its another school shooting
Unconscious time pod

you know what also,
comes out satisfyingly well,
yak milk and pork grinds

Sushi hits the spot
Pressure builds, colon tightens
Beautiful release.

I had an idea:
A haiku on George Woodcock,
Haiku anarchy.

And so I wrote it,
And when I had written it,
I posted it here:

George Woodcock is dead,
Died in 1995.
Well, that's death, I guess.

so where is scott now?
is he in india duck-
ing nuclear bombs?

might be moving soon
yippee yi oh ki ya-ay
pack the dental floss

That was uncalled for
Its your tempting illusion.
Still though-- your a man?

fuck me baby oh
yes yes do it do it more
cum on me baby

Oprah told my girl
She needs satisfying sex.
Just hope its with me

Bring the TV with,
We'll try to get some Star Trek
Moving means changes

just for the doubters
i am ap. just ap.
no other handles