I began to sweat
and feel regret towards the
swallowed ninja star
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
My cheek is pressed flat
down upon the fragrant earth
and warm baked cement
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
With a single click
a vision so horrible
you will turn vegan
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
my neck fucking hurts
i bet in a past lifetime
someone punched my neck
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
travis bickle's sad
iris ran away again
her and sport have kids
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
an old catcher's mitt
holding a steak and cheese sub
the horrors of porn
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
lois lane's pinkie
sheared off in one angry snap
superman's asshole
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
Sour is the cream
The coffee coagulates
And is discarded
by Janis
 
			
My brain needs coffee
like those big yellow hummers
need their gasoline
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
Rattling of keys
Shattering my synapses
Begging my leave, please.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Gymnosophist, noun:
A naked philosopher;
Practicing nudist.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
All naked sprinting
Seems most newsworthy to me
Gymnosophistry!
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Finished with 'script drugs
A Sharpie revolution
Inspiring, LeBomb
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
shiny silver fish
devouring everything
eating all my words
by mellie
 
			
lazing on the grass
a warm winter's afternoon
the seasons slip by
by ash
 
			
tapping  the rhythm
disciples of seventeen
the new beat poets
by ash
 
			
My mornings are best
served with twisted sheets, coffee
and an extra hump
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
Humps that hold water
are best remembered when left
lying by the sea
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
Birds and vermin swarm
eating up the walls and roof
of my hotdog house
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
At the edge of time
energy collides with space
cooking a hotdog
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
Yellow and fuzzy
it made little-bitty peeps
from its straw basket
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
All bent on sharpies
I outran a police dog
naked on the news
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
My friend held me down
and then puked into my mouth
like a little bird
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
This vine hanging down
has been teaching me the way
about blueberries
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
My measures fall short
when all I can muster up
is decaf coffee
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
I prefer two humps
ruminating past efforts
one of your best ash
by mellie
 
			
the closet camel
most absorbing company
and yet a dry hump
by ash
 
			
our leader is short
but that's not why i hate him
though there's less to like
by ash
 
			
anachronistic
digital technology
the old prostate screen
by ash
 
			
the years ripple by
undulating existence
a splash then damping
by ash
 
			
Fun recreation
It is so pleasing to see
The master return
by Janis
 
			
Can no longer bear
The wretched mirror image.
Must escape in dreams.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
A cloak of pretense
Adorns the psuedo-poet.
Horrid reflection
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
thumb in ass ref'rence
finds me in throes of guffaw
I praise thee, Bonfire
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Humidity is
the devil's brethren, but now
its all gone away
by Janis
 
			
hot rocks in my mouth
the red-faced priest is screaming
the dogs strain their chains
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
the stars swinging free
the pines moving like women
my thumb in your ass
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
this dream ends the same
for thousands of short years
over and over
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
if i was a horse
i'd often be thinking
this is such bullshit
by Hollywood Bonfire
 
			
Much thanks going out
appreciation abounds
hurray for Janis
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
			
Such clever wordplay
Draws a smile upon my face
I congratulate
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Oh my dearest Ash,
You are most hilarious.
All sincerity.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
toyworld IVF
barbie wants a family
ken comes in a box
by mellie
 
			
onan was a jerk
and jonah came in a whale
religion is sick
by ash
 
			
T-Shirts in Series.
Here's the current installment:
Onanism Rules.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
No offense, dear Ash.
I, too, comprehend the jest.
Infinite as 'tis.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
to communicate
terrorists use their cell phones
and then smoke signals
by ash
 
			
ring around the moon
a rizla full of posy
and we all fall down
by ash
 
			
cool running water
tears running down baby face
I felt sick in guts
by mellie