You stick in my mind
like slick, licked surface of a
purple lollipop.
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like slick, licked surface of a
purple lollipop.
sometimes i pretend
you hate me for happening
after you lost hope.
Spent all day trading
Naughty haiku with You-Know-
Who...Little Boy Blue.
It still hits me at
odd moments. Gorgeous day, I
cry. Lonely for you.
As sun shines, birds sing,
we feed our children into
an angry machine.
Will you pretend to
be my boyfriend long enough
to mow my damn lawn?
Crouched, downwind, "We're safe,"
You say, but we both know the
wind blows in circles
I might be making
a mistake, but I'm loving
each second of it...
priorities
funny, what I will
settle for. It comes to this:
sex? Or groceries?
unrequited
you get eternal
love, I have to settle for
screaming orgasms.
hahaha. I am having fun with this.
I just had the BEST idea while I was out there hanging laundry (yes, ladies and gentlemen, I did ANOTHER four lines today. That's 8 (I just tried to capitalized "8") count them EIGHT, lines of laundry in two days. Now I gotta fold that shit!). Here is my idea...you ready?
ARGUMENT HAIKU.
Think about it...the next time you get into an argument, why not argue IN HAIKU. You have to stop before everything you say and create the 5-7-5 flow...and not only that, but you have to say something naturey! If you still manage anger through that, then at least you will baffle, amuse, and/or irritate your fightmate - any one of which might create a less volatile situation in which to argue!
I would give an example of argument haiku, but lately all of my arguments have been about stuff like "clash vs. sex pistols" hahahaha...and I am not sure that would make good haiku. Lemme see...
"overrated tripe,"
you say? Let me tell YOU, sir...
...an earthworm tunnels.
hahahaha.