Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Alone at The Bar Haiku Round 2

whiskey on the rocks
the cheapest terrible shit
delicious and strong

his wife called the bar
love her or liver?
he chose his liver

my beer is cold but...
this bar is not dark enough
the daverthumps pub

national guard douche
sitting next to me blabbing
fucking go away

my self destruction
i am getting drunk alone
here's to ending me

i sit here alone
far from my own family
not a friend in sight

cracking red leather
tarnished brass and old hardwood
like a sunken ship

when's happy hour?
i am feeling kind of down
it couldn't hurt, right?

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Hometown Memories Haiku

a hike in the hills
hidden in "crack in the ass"
beautiful and sad

not a car in sight
hear the hum of the street light
a distant dog barks

another cigarette
taking refuge on my porch
hiding from the sun

sit and crack a beer
get lost in the glowing fire
this is my midnight

drinking stolen wine
avenue ''e'' is quiet
a peaceful night walk

it is still dark out
i hear the first rooster crow
as i close my eyes

seriously high
another late canyon drive
san timoteo

warm desert darkness
high palm fronds rustle gently
memories of home

Side Show Haiku

human pincushion 
zamora the torture king
mind over matter

alligator boy
and his bride the monkey girl
true love at first sight

a human puzzle
a world class performer
known as ''enigma''

much more than a beard
step right up and take a peek
he's the dog-faced boy

it's time for chicken
but this bird is still alive
now bite off it's head!

the human blockhead
watch him get publicly nailed
straight into his face

he's mr. lifto
he can lift blocks with his dick
can your dick do that?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Alone At The Bar Haiku

lonely bar stool blues
ramones is on the juke box
another pabst please

goddamn juke box blues
it doesn't even take coins
and its a touch screen

fucking bruce springsteen
who made him the goddamn boss?
next song for gods sakes

pale lonesome drifter
a ghost among the living
on the road to hell

sing to me hank
we are both lonesome and dead
haunting this world

a shot and a beer
well whiskey and pbr
you can keep the change

an eternal curse
death resides in my black heart
a friend of no one

theres nothing to say
please leave me the fuck alone
just me and my beer

another sad drunk
drinking for his dead brother
killed with a hatchet

bored to fucking death
another drink to kill time
and yet another...

fifty cents a song
my asshole hurts from the pain
juke box rape victim

shes weather beaten
she pours me another drink
then goes out to smoke

my blue eyed devil
when will you return to me?
life stops without you

my night is a blur
just one more round bartender
now i fade to black

time to leave the bar
time to go get a six pack
time to smoke some weed