most of us come from
some background and informs our
style and word essence

it's the old my school
is better than your school of
thought thing, keeps it real

even when exposed
i edit down to the shit
lingual straitjacket

third prior haiku
"my own" should be in parens
as follows: (my own)

it's all right up here
epidermal frission, men
let us fuck it up

haiku as rorschach
free association, son
naught beneath surface

labor in darkness
revel in obscurity
wallow in my own urine

oh dear, the kid who
used magnifying glasses
on ants had his say

(love it when they try to play God don't you?)

watching over
the pathetic snails
which are trying
to pass for eagles
is the guiltiest pleasure
no one could humiliate them more than that

i don't know if I
care about the rich or poor
just me and myself

and what can I do
about the little things in
my own control here

I don't know if it
really makes a difference
what we say or do

all the words in law
phrases broken over the
backs of the land state

stating the unknown
future of laws passed words writ
by pharisee fold

cross out the old law
bring in the new, where's the grace
when the word is law

and the law is all
ritual in effect to
protect all the few

Oh America
Yet another Ponzi scheme
Don't you ever learn?

Are you just stupid?
Or are you too rich to care
Again and again!

Oh America
yet another Ponzi scheme
Don

though I guess haiku
presents a case most unique
nature favors style

poets near the end
tend toward plain language
vanity behind

i find grand reward
in the resurgence of ash
sweep it together

host, resurrection
a dermabrasion of fools
parasites be damned

haiku addiction
suck it up like a crack whore
cheap, no prescription

Reminded of this
after so many years gone
back here I have come

damn it lush, now you
just advertized my fave junk
food and I need some...

desires infinite
satisfaction most often
should i declare zen?

the reverse jared
moribund obesity
five dollar foot longs

transit of venus
guess i should have gone outside
better luck next time

just as temples grey
peaks recede and crowns vanish
male pattern baldness

recorded decline
am i, too, not entertained?
haiku as recall

we have all had a
close relationship with john
now, then and again...

porcelain face hole
emits lurid siren song
wax regurgitant

final chance saloon
given the option, bufoon
let it rip someways

repetition, piss.
missing "g," no gravity
piteous... that's me

narrowing resource
gathering strenth... um, per force
shattered stratosphere

narrowing resource
gathering strenth... um, per force
shattered stratosphere

skin flick addiction
rampant, carnal affliction
lustrous carousel

might as well enjoy
seeing the flowering of
colorful words bloom

dang me then dang me
fancy language going out
how to answer you

downfall, asplendor
patio umbrella spun
maiming in the rain

dorsal cavity
awaits ventral attention
soiled anatomy

Why are you hiding?
I long for stimulation
Give it to me, NOW!

gripping the controls
glad for his brown underwear
algernon solos

signature design
are the ceiling mirrors, mine
narcissus, divine

invaluable i
undervalued, inverted
imaginary

pentangular grid
within pentagonal space
friggin' war machine

Air moves about me
Like water about a fish;
I swim through my day

Rain, rain, go away
Come again some other day.
Kid's Rhyme Is Haiku!

(almost)

shun cogitation
dwelleth not on such intrigue
tarry knave and submit

i meant exemplar
torsion unfortunate, mine
drilleth deep, folly

dumb. per examplar
rigid epiphanies, yo!
my hurls are atwirl

fingers a'scatter
upon a tilted keyboard
nailed: shitty haiku

write a life haiku.
Show us your joy, your fear, your death.
Show us who you are1

I couldn't even think
that reading a haiku might
help someone well, pee

hail kurt vonnegut
what goes around comes around
gotta take a leak