Jagged pain failure
Caked disgrace for all to see
Glaxo board failure

Scramble to the top
It is so not what we thought
Pinnacle failure

Old age

We rotate ourselves
Like a spiral galaxy
Drawn to our center

How many?????????????
100,000,000 People!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hungry Every Day.

Is Life Art Moving?
Is Life Art Moving in Time?
Life is Art is Life.

Fish swim in oceans
Ladders rise and fall with stars
Crosses and Numbers

too old for my age
my nineteenth nervous breakdown
the Stones put it best

i can remember
youth gone past, innocence lost
but i am still young

comes up every day
in the morning dawn of light
then goes down at night

art for me has gone far enough
time to call it quits
need a new hobby

I argue with self
internal conflict, lonliness v's employment
I want to go but need to stay

ALthough, all it did
Was tell me I needed a disk
So I shut it down

Computer virus
The email says, that's too bad
I've received it now

just got one of dem
topless bugs, now let me at
dem topless wimen

loose hippie bitches
under the guise of free love
they behave like whores

Pornography sucks
Elephantile males who will
Fuck well endowed girls

i've fucked up my life
nothing to look forward to
but death and rebirth

hot girl, not even old enough
to stink yet

the whole area stinking of hot
teenage pussy, curvaceous and
ready to fuck

the mall stunk with the smell of
teenage high school pussy in tight
jeans

Frankie the Crab. How gay is he,
looking for Mr. Right. Pinching his
friends, looking for the Village
People

Homosexual crabs,
they always disco dance sideways,
wearing silly little costumes

Homoerotic
languages like german, say
Are quite fun to learn

Most people I know
Hate crabs, get stuck in pubic
But each to their own

Silly boys, homo-
erotic satanism
s'been out since '90's

it is succulent
hard work getting to the meat
love eating it though

snow peas and those strings
the ones down the sides of them
they can choke a girl

"Snow peas and chooped crab"
What a delight

"Red Lobster"
my uncles favorite restaurant

"I would rather have a crab on my
piano than a lobster on my organ!"

"Red Blobster"
My fat cousin's CB handle

"Rock Lobster"
B-52's

Ay Tis I submitted
You

Yes, there are many
monkeys on the haiku farm
With different styles

willie nipples is that you
So many walk in your shoes
multitudes of worlds colide in you name

Bowels and bladder gone
Frontal lobe dementure

turning back the clock I see choices
leading me astray is desire
crushed on the rocky shores of the promised land

Mess and filthy dissorder
Deliberate accidents contrived
painting is evil

trapped inside a rotting facade
aging thinking mind not changing
body decaying, fear

......the english are cool
with their hip mien and elan
.though at times scheming*
.
.
.(*-or mercilessly ruthless)

Time is chasing me
He wants more than I can give
Making haste

AP tell me just
Why you hate Moxie so much
I

Nice to know you care
Or was it meant as insult
If so you have failed

Nice to know you care
Or was meant as insult
If so you have failed

Is that how I am
Axis on which all things turn
Flattering AP

You forgot SF
Or have you gone soft AP
Welcome to you too

assholes

I am the master
Erotic lobster haiku
No one can compare

Nothing can compare
To cracking her wide open
And eating her out