Tuesday, February 04, 2014
Friday, October 18, 2013
Thursday, March 07, 2013
Sriracha 2
Starchy Midwestern
night. Whispered flavor of dream.
Ghost of Sriracha.
Tyrannosaurus
Stomping through the Kansas snow.
Looking for a snack.
night. Whispered flavor of dream.
Ghost of Sriracha.
Tyrannosaurus
Stomping through the Kansas snow.
Looking for a snack.
Labels: haiku diary
First Day of School
First day of school: learn
new rules. I've cried here before -
Triumphed here before.
new rules. I've cried here before -
Triumphed here before.
Labels: haiku diary
Monday, February 18, 2013
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Monday, November 26, 2012
Monday, October 29, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
Legal Erotica
Butt-plug contract is
unenforceable, against
public policy.
I was challenged to write fan-fic haiku in a legal theme. It's actually a lot harder than it sounds. Law has so many syllables, it's hard to get a pithy punch line.
unenforceable, against
public policy.
I was challenged to write fan-fic haiku in a legal theme. It's actually a lot harder than it sounds. Law has so many syllables, it's hard to get a pithy punch line.
Labels: haiku diary
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Professional
Critical time: if
I diminish more, I turn
hermit, no rewind.
Critical time: if
I diminish more, I lose
resource to escape.
I diminish more, I turn
hermit, no rewind.
Critical time: if
I diminish more, I lose
resource to escape.
Labels: haiku diary
Sunday, July 29, 2012
You, My Darling Ship
You, my darling ship,
have sailed - to your bright hopes - from
me: malcontent dud.
have sailed - to your bright hopes - from
me: malcontent dud.
Labels: haiku diary
Sunday, July 01, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Pyrrhic Victory
Pyrrhic victory
to age well. For who will date
these fat baldies? I.
Pyrrhic victory
to age well. For who will date
my fat, bald peers? I.
to age well. For who will date
these fat baldies? I.
Pyrrhic victory
to age well. For who will date
my fat, bald peers? I.
Labels: haiku diary
