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?
Degenerate Haiku
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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
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
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
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