The Bus.

She wore glasses when we first met. her hair was dirty blonde and she had faire skin. She was shy..I was forward. Our intrests conflicted, we ate diffrerent foods..we both loved each other.
We held hands.. talked of things much distant and closer than we like. We dated for years. We married. I would rush home after work, and my world was suddenly different. Our children never had to hear us TELL them we loved each other..or them. Or dog chased the nieghbors cat.
She became more beautiful with age, her conservative dressing never changed, yet her beauty bundled shined through the seems of her long skirt. We never parted, and I would die before her...blessed by many grandchildren and family....and dogs... The sun would set eventually.

A beatles song reveberated through my mind..."She said...."

And then she came to her stop, and got off the Bus.

I never knew her name..or saw her again.

The Crater

Oxidized methane,

frozen crystals in the airless space.

Deep within my kingdom,
the sun shall zenith,
yet we never see her.

Endless black,
increasing void,
only cold is a certainty.

Optimistic comets pass,
leaving residual warmth.

Reflecting off the walls of my crater,
on the dark side of Mars.

The Blister.

Clawing at it,
only it makes it worse.

I hate the sun,
it blinds me.

I hate people that walk down the street,
the blister itches,
drives me insane.

Some people look at me and never know,
how close to death they come;
I kiss them on their cold cheek.

I scratch at the blister on my hand,
for twelve years.

Sometimes it makes me kill,
sometimes I sit and sing.

Sometimes I stare into the sun.
and wonder what the moon thinks.

Doggie Haiku

Drink from toilet.

Food.

Smell smell smell.

BARK!

Forget.

Look at birdy,

eat garbage.

pee on stuff.

BARK!

Hate cats,

sniff butts,

eat cockroach.

BARK!


Shit on carpet,

breath,

sniff butt.

BARK!

Stare a lot.


What was I thinking about?


Food,

chase cat,

sniff butts.

BARK!


Stare a lot.

BARK BARK!


Breath.

Drink from toilet.

Go kiss master!!!(Paw Print)

Redneck Haiku

Doritos.

Beer.

Nascar.



T.V. is the only light

bathing blue,

stale ciggerettes.

Is that the nieghbors kid?


We eat in the glow of the blue bathing light.

Stupid dog,

shit on the rug.



Bad teeth,

copenhagen,

Garth Brooks.


The bathing blue light.

Are we related?

Please do not answer.

Beer.

Nascar.

Doritos.


I peer through the trailer window,

a cockroach crawls across the floor,

the blue light reflects from his carapace,

is that the nieghbors kid?


Nascar.

Doritos.

Beer.