License my roving hands, and
let them go before, behind,
between, above, below

Exquisite flower
Softly I hold her legs high
Spread her lips open
*
Gasps of excitement
I examine the soft flesh
Tenderly touch her

Casting the soft breeze
Our mother whispers our names
Come to me children

Sanity returns
Thanks Mount Madonna mama
You have saved us all

My haiku lick
bouncing off the ceiling
Someone firing rounds in distance

Gosh, have not tried that
philly steak in ages
Best at Steves (> of New Queen Ln and Conrad)

It always were : us against them
But who are we and who are them
An't fully understood
*
Big shouters
I scream learning me dog
To fetch me the newspapers

Queen Janice holding strength
to her favorite loser
Rejoicing in the hands of the golden empress ;)

Weak and pathetic sumbitch
multiplied by two
By many

Ace and an 8
buddied up to a pair of 6s
Wild Billy, what was you thinking

When you learn your grammar
and finish elementary school
you may be one heck of a decent haiku poet
*
Untill then my Bulgarian buddy
keep trying to find a sense
Of what I was trying to say
*
In my MegaEmperor galactical poetry
as I have that much to add
there is no place fur innocence

lightning striking all
around, come here lil' I.T.
troll, hold this steel pole

tiny beads of green
push themselves up through the dirt
straining for sunlight

most of the jaw bone
cut away in an attempt
to salvage the man

blue one shade from white
colored by the white sunlight
one shade from yellow

toothbrushes washcloths
down the potty she sent them
little scientist

faint laughter like light
like the first warm breeze of spring
filtered through the trees

a tiny dry hand
cracking from poor nutrition
reaches out from hope

it fluttered from her hand
the oragami flower was
too fragile to hold

Hermaphrodite rhyme

God I sometimes wish

I

Need something to kick
Something to insult us all
That gets us going

Dear god the standard
It comes and goes like the mist
Where

I invite you to
Restaurant at the end of the world
Bring Hitchhiker guide

OK I

Oh ash, this one is
Just super hilarious
Thanks for all the fish

- Well said stranger -
knee-jerking Archie Bunker
passin' him right to ashtray

Leave him alone ash
Let him work it out. His needs
Not yours, one day yours?

words are like weapons
you can have some aim in mind
or fire randomly

haiku genocide
you kill poems like people
what a slob (...odan)

They be crawling out of the woodwork
oopsie, yes they just did
Looks like I struck a nerv

take that medicine
transcend your verbosity
do it quietly

Fucking bloody Serbs
thinking I am an American spy
Wanna kill

Albatross - an old shoe
swords' point touching
In wisdom

As kinetic
stars in her eyes
I glow with joy

Stood up through
fuss and feathers
She - my alpha wife

Poetic wisdom
malarkey
What the

Tootandcommon trouble
lurking
Around the corner

Sex
words
Consequences

Been years, an't sure
love not or respect
That Chris Hitchens

We chew each other's rags
airing a good vibe
Of procreation

Bear with it
to be borne out
And then to - what?

Barge into my life
here the heck I
Await you

Banking on my trouble
shithead lurks
Around the corner

Banking on my trouble
he who knows nothing
Prevails

We ate salt mine together
still have not had
Sex, word

Backing the wrong one
horse they call me
Apparentlessly

Falling back
spasm deeps
Been caught, in anger

As much as I hate them
still may be love them
though