Haiku Blast - Auditions

Emotionless faces.
Auditors audition me.
Where do their hearts lie?

Actors bleed onstage

Before ever treading boards.

Who sees their joy? Love?

Many amusements
Rippling across the camera
Mute laughs in the dark.

An introduction

A hope filled room. Nameless face.

What will you perform?

Are you willing to--
Could you be persuaded to--
Guts strewn on the floor.

Willing to cut hair.

No tattoos or piercings too.

Blank canvas for you.

Haiku Blast - Party

Panicked picks, prying.
Frightened chicks, lost and crying.
The same. They're the same.

Ever been accused

Of being a drunk mirage?

No? Better parties. 

Little unsteady.
Love, strong wine, and praises makes
A body heady

A bag of holding

Never contains what's needed

For the party's quest.

Mum says arts and crafts
My father always said that
Perfect comes from drafts.

The night lights burning 

The light inside eyes dimming,

The night mares waiting.

Haiku Blast - Teeth

Teeth chattering cold.
Teeth clamoring to get out
of my rotting head.

Mouth drowning in oil,

Gagging on my sickening bile,

"Don't open your mouth."

Thirty white horses
On a red hill. First they stamp,
And then they are still.

Mouth--she is smoldering

Whilst teeth smoke--they are mouldering

All else--shouldering.

Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
Turn to slivers and pierce lips
Splaying gums, flaying.

Teeth on skin, nibbling.

Saliva through lips, dribbling. 

Youth and death, sibling.

Haiku Blast - Blindness

Streaked with black lightning,
Bits of sky fall into night
As my vision fades

Degenerative

Is what I hear them saying.

I can't see their lips.

Fuzzy corners close.
Focus bleeding into haze.
Eyes are marbles now.

Echoes echoing

In the dark, dark, dark night dark.

Hear the moon falling.

Dog sees goD sees Dog
sees seas sees fire sees rain sees
God sees gods sees god

Kids throw rocks. Mad yells.

Too afraid to step off the porch:

(I cannot see them)

Haiku Blast - Superheroes

Super heroes fly;
Superman washing his clothes:
What a hopeless mess.

Superwoman flies--

Same suit, same code, and same heart?

What makes her different?

What makes a villain?
An horrific back story.
What makes a hero?

Where are the heroes?

I look around me and see

I am all alone.

Heroes are heroes
And tautologies are just...
well--tautologies.

Rejected heroes

Becoming reformed villains

*     *     *     *     *

Thus to the tyrants.

Haiku Blast - Loving Kind

A trick of the light
A tilt of the head at night
And a lover's plight.

Skimming along through

All that I was meant to do.

Suddenly, there's you.

She asks if I can
Help to open all the jars...
Satisfying sound.

I write poetry.

Everybody writes poetry.

What chicanery.

I know Santa's real
though my parents buy presents.
Santa is still real.

Baking beats barking.

Sauntering beats laundering.

Love thy laboring.

Haiku Blast - The Gods

Diana's harts' hearts
Fear no hunter in their wood.
But much from the stag.

Cupid the baby.

Cupid the Little God's arrows.

Suffer from his pricks.

True. Love knots with eyes
Not hands. Binds thoughts, not fingers.
Cannot be untied.

Neptune's eyes alight

On fair maids and boys alike

Raping where he will.

Venus' lines deeper,
Like a fine wine, growing sweeter:
A selfish creature.

Persephone grows.

Their love: Plutonic. She grows

Even in the dark.

Haiku Blast - Girls

The breeze, the rain, the
Sun, the light, the life, the joy,
The babe is blessed.

Industrious girls

Working hard to become pearls

Sign their names with whirls.

Creativity
The commerce of the universe
We are the gods now

Mouth breathing father--

Figure humping pubescent--

Girls lie in the dark--

Fathers in the woods
Playing at protecting daughters
Girls will find a way

Cupid casts arrows

And overshoots the markings

Hitting too many

Haiku Blast -

God's wrath is God's bath;
His balm lies within His palm
Reassuring me.

Smiting the wicked,

Rewarding the just. Tell me

Who judges the Judge?

Say: Where do you lie
outside of all creation?
Think I know--You lied.

Job was a just man.

Lot was a just man. Tell me,

Where are the good men?

Job's wife said: Curse God
and die. Lot's wife looked back--salt.
Where are they now?

God's throne lies empty;

Angels polish it and wait

For Him to arrive.

Haiku Blast - Transformations?

Serenity now.
I am a life on the wind.
Watch me as I soar.

Watch me as I sour,

Turning into what I want:

Candy mannequins.

Alone at picnics.
There are worse fates, I suppose...
Dresden fire bombings.

Asking if I'm gay...

Again? Again and again.

The endless refrain.

Bowler hates bowling
Weekly meeting with his friends.
Can't remember when.

Opportunities

Fall like ripe fruit, tripping them;

Weary are the blind.

Haiku Blast - Darknesses

Dark the space behind
the stars. Dark the night before dawn
Dark inside my mind.

Down, down, down, down, down

Up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I must even fly.

Sporting wenches, lads?
Sing out with your cock out, lads.
Let the girls decide!

Have you ever had a--

That you never got to fin--

I do. Will you mar--

Thirsty Traveller--
An oasic paradise
Down a dusty dune.

Mother's always dead

in Disney fairy tales

Take care Little Foot

Haiku Blast - Mothers and Children

Dark nights are sleeping,
Starry eyes are a-peeping.
Go to bed, sweetling.

Mornings mourn the Night.

Night does not mourn. She's singing.

Only nostalgia.

Bastards brewing beer
Inside my messy kitchen.
Sigh. These are my friends.

Colts nuzzle mothers;

The warm night craving closeness;

Lovers legs linger.

Babies burbleing
Bubbles blessedly. I love.
I love more than words.

Unctuous unctions.

Mother says: take your medicine.

Spat it down the sink.

Haiku Blast - Nature Walks

A walk through the woods
Inciting pirates and seas,
Storms cannot claim me.

Bowed, bent, and broken

Describes a sad way of life:

Seeing trees for woods.

Fairer to say swim
on a sea of molten rock.
Does the mountain stand?

The clouds are sculpted

By rain and heat and the wind;

And mind and mind and.

Humpty Dumpty fell
Humpty Dumpty waits a spell
...
Humpty Dumpty dies

Earth burns; Air flickers;

Metal flows; Wood sings; Water

Flies; Humanity...

Haiku Blast - Didn't really have a theme, so damn it, make em funny.

A wayward star streams

Across night’s noontide, tracking

Stardust on the floor

Please! Picking Posies!

What else to do in summer?

(Over there...like rabbits)

Systematic change

Is precipitated by

Recognizing whole

Politely picking

Nose hairs. Social grooming is

The weirdest love form.

It’s like comedy

The jokes are slower and the

Laughs--none. What of that?

Haiku Blast-Questions

A Dear John Letter,

And folded, pretty panties.

A rememberance?

Mother Goose mothers

Her goslings with a story.

Am I included?

Here I stand in Rain.

Do Happy, Peppy People:

Take their meds like me?

The same plays again?

Echoing through the seasons.

...they still sound like shit.

Lovers speak words? Flat.

Rote. At each other’s faces?

Kiss? Die a little.

Haiku Blast

I would a girl with

Vibrant, electric converse

Kicked out of my skull.

Lonely depressives

Sitting alone. Expected.

Try salsa classes.

Father makes plans for

His retirement. Her name? Ilse

She's not born yet. Gross.

Metred mites measure

Morose musings according

To musical mess.

Shakespeare in the park

Grates against the teeth like the

Biting of a spoon.

Burn the theatres

So goes the whispering words

Burn the theatres.

Haiku Blast I

A belly filled is happiness

An empty heart is sorrowful

Who fills the empty heart?