Not feeling prolix,
I meander towards the rack.
Puddle of vomit.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Haiku are ideal
For attention deficits.
I am overdrawn.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Nude in a cornfield
Eating a savory cob:
From the AP wire
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
a crack of the bat
also a crack of the ass
i hate baseball games
by NRS3 of Idaho 
 
			
Lycra bodysuit
Aerodynamic helmet
Racewalking champion
by Anon
 
			
I hate doing that
flicking ash in fresh coffee
he hates it as well
by mellie
 
			
seventeen hundred
pink sunset fires are lit
saddest time of day
by mellie
 
			
Doc shook his head, said
"Superior Labral Tear".
What the fuck is that??
by Kackarott
 
			
This I am sure of
Freddie Mecury did fuck
Tougher guys than me
by Kackarott
 
			
At Paradise Park
Adults would skim for drowners
My youth was creepy
by Kackarott
 
			
My knee hurts and it
is not very poetic
for a haiku
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
Screw erudition!
Henceforth, imbecility.
Lobotomy, please.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
It occurs to me,
I'm a cur with many tomes.
Au Courant? No, no.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
Eigentum des Ichs.
Will to Power over all.
A conquering Geist.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
King Solomon's claim:
'Tis all so very hackneyed;
Beneath sun, naught new.
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
 fluffy brown blanket
clicking knitting needles blur
two furry balls left
by mellie
 
			
Some blueberry pie
is coyly glancing at some
vanilla ice cream
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
Olfactory mire
Awakened by flatulence
Good morning, pungence
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
I'm a lad insane
Bowie's knife within my brain
Lame-ass allusions
by Maestro of Manhattan 
 
			
not all things change fast
but that's not really the point
everything changes
by ash
 
			
my dial up is slow
it takes forever to load
one hundred haiku
by ash
 
			
Climbing green bean bush
is growing many green beans
atop the roses
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
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