Cherry Blossom Snow
Pink and White blanket, parked cars
Rain drizzles slowly

They shall make gardens
and eat the fruit of them, and
drink the vine of them...

(...and the mountains shall
drop sweet wine and the
hills shall melt)

promises promises
liar liar pants on fire
fuck off mox

heheheheheheheeheheheh

I want to be at peace

goodbye...

Christian man said to
me, the road is, small, and, if
I stay here, this is

The Slough of Despair...

Come with me

An easter egg thing?
Your devotchka has seen it.
Now what do I do?

8^)

Black tire inter tube
I spin dance down bear river
Bobbing on whitecaps

Israeli horrors
on tube, moxie horror here,
no escape...shoot me!

stumbled upon this
find this fun and want to join
any battles here?

today i passed this
sign: "Changed Conditions Ahead"
seems like a safe bet

feeling all alone
or feeling just some alone
better than nothing

fuck off mox

or maybe he has
taken the easy way out,
and dropped acid?

well, moxie, bless
his soul. is calling himself
an idiot or fool?

i think moxie-speak
might interest the cia
who can decode it?

oddly, everything
that is me often passes
when without vowels

oddly, everything
that is death, passes, and green
comes up cliche', but so

well, the little hash
might be evil, but deep down
if discovered...fear...

much too little sleep
but my literati score
makes it all worth it

teacher are nice
some times when
you fuck them

what is fun? the loss
the feel of power? empty
souls, seeking, solace?

you meet the ass on
the street, he kills you to get
what he wants, drugs, cause

duh, something in him
has died, or not been taught
the laws of the flesh

death eternal while alive

the cocoon shapes itself
around you, and you feel
enraptured, and lost

if I am dead then
who will respond to your taunts?
the fun will be over

well, if it is not
you, then, how can you feel those
emotional landscapes

bjork speaks of if there
is no love in your soul, when
"is it all viewpoint?"

Columbine was the
same idea, suicide plus
revenge on the herd

I would be in hell
if I decided this path
and you would be too

Oh you are
shuch a fucker
bich ass

ap...

are you suggesting
I strap a bomb to myself
and, praise Allah whilst...

walking in your direction?
hmm, you might take back that idea
of "glorious suicide" if it is your head
on the line

woeful reception
could some other ariel
improve the picture ?

fall about the place
sounds more intoxicating
than autumn is here

i can take only
so many painkillers to
numb this damn toothache

I'm having some fun........

Well, I hear you here;
the message, thwarted you see,
is waiting for thee...

sorry I feel shame now,
must stop bullying poor mox..
someone else's turn.

moxie, suicide
isn't 'giving up' if you
have right attitude

moxie's skull surrounds
cotton-candy-like mess of
pink and grey gristle

the wine glass surrounds
deepest ruby red liquid
cheapest buzz I know

the cocoon surrounds
the souls and minds of those in
transition of self

thoughtless road rage child
move the fuck on, and not get
shot in the head now

:p

the child sits outside
throwing stones at helpless birds
reflecting his friends

fuck off moxie!

Who can see virtue
when all I've seen is my own
fear of reprisal?

Hey pretty birdie
Perched high upon the treetop
Please don't poop on me

This is far too bad
to be called a bad Haiku.
It is simply shit.

Sometimes I feel like
I am the only one who
Cares about haiku

I do feel those depths
of emotions, selfish is
the torment but so

is suicide, and
that is giving up, bombs, void
you miss the laughs, and

you miss the air, the
stereotyped simple things
a few people, fuck

well, here's the rub, life
is suffering, and fun and
a lot of ands/buts

The blast from the past;
I certainly remember
Seeing that before