May 04, 2004
Hurried Haiku from a Harried Hore

I cannot type fast
Synapses fire bullshit
Cup with lots of holes

My stomach grumbles
Peeps mixed with Rice Krispies Treats
move internally

Constitutional
Quandaries have me in knots
Will this ever end?

Oh stinky neighbor
how I long for your kitchen
to explode quickly

Computer sexy
Why can't you do it for me?
Clone my husband please.

Little picked noses
make fingerprints on my brain
Sneezingly disappear.

On paper! On references! On header! On footer!
On APA! On Format! On page numbers and indentations!
On 1050 words on the US Constitution!
On Bullshit! On Waxing Philosophic!
On Brain! On Don't give up! On Don't stew in your own juices!
Although a tasty treat you might make for some starving cannibals, I need you.

Th.th.th.that's all folks! I am not responsible for this post.


Alex | 06:39 PM |

Comments

Is it just me or do Rice Krispie Treats seem like the egg sack for Peeps? Just keep them warm and dry and in a month you'll have Peeps.

comment by Howard at 04:58 AM on 05.05.04 [ link ]

H,

First thing I thought this morning when I read your comments was, "Say wha???" But then I thought about the crunchiness and the marshmallow goodness, and I think I get it. One never can be too sure, though, especially with my brain!

comment by Alex at 06:36 AM on 05.05.04 [ link ]

Yep, you got it. Kind of a stretch, but I thought I'd give it a shot.

comment by Howard at 12:58 AM on 05.06.04 [ link ]

Better to shoot than to hold on to the ball! :)

comment by Alex. at 04:50 PM on 05.06.04 [ link ]

Hey isn't that Charles Bukowski?

comment by Surfcat at 07:11 AM on 05.08.04 [ link ]

Yeah! I wish! I wish I were published. A poet, brilliant, etc. The CRAZY I've got all kinds of under control.

comment by Alex. at 09:13 AM on 05.08.04 [ link ]
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