ouroboredom

[ouroboredom]

glass house, rolling stones;

all the mirrors, vantablack

like looking-lenses.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

Haiku 2OP3: Wk.23 C : [

163

you can move paper

anywhere you want, so long

you keep quiet.

164

sun stayed out all night

like a gaslight burning up

tomorrow; sleepless.

165

say it again, say

"anything goes." say "perish."

say anything, love.

166

ate gunk out a bag.

glad to be alive, I guess;

double jeopardy.

167

ashtray full of fire

days turned to smoke plumes, racing

nitrous Langoliers.

168

another bad day

most days are bad days, in truth

it's only bad once.

169

too many long weeks

make up a short year; at last

some joy wandered near.

#year in haiku #365 #poetry #haiku #weekly round up #haiku 2op3 #weekly

[ouroboredom]

I'm only happy when

I'm raging, when the rain falls;

a barbarian.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

too many long weeks

make up a short year; at last

some joy wandered near.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

another bad day

most days are bad days, in truth

it's only bad once.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

ashtray full of fire

days turned to smoke plumes, racing

nitrous Langoliers.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

ate gunk out a bag.

glad to be alive, I guess;

double jeopardy.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

say it again, say

"anything goes." say "perish."

say anything, love.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

sun stayed out all night

like a gaslight burning up

tomorrow; sleepless.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

Haiku 2OP3: Wk.22 C!

156

new balance buttplug

for the ass kicking contest-

a standing study.

157

goddamn, that's dreadful;

actions have consequences

& they're edible.

158

turns out that the real

psyop was the friends we made

fearless of door knocks.

159

it must really suck

to live years upon years in

fear of company.

160

hot soup turns sour, cold.

a window left open will

usher in the flies.

161

no time for sickos,

not ever, no thank you please.

live and learn better.

162

naked is the base,

the basic mode of being-

pardon all the slime.

#year in haiku #poetry #365 #haiku #weekly round up #haiku 2op3 #weekly #being bad at tumblr #are there classes or

[ouroboredom]

you can move paper

anywhere you want, so long

you keep quiet.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

naked is the base,

the basic mode of being-

pardon all the slime.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

no time for sickos,

not ever, no thank you please.

live and learn better.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

hot soup turns sour, cold.

a window left open will

usher in the flies.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

it must really suck

to live years upon years in

fear of company.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

turns out that the real

psyop was the friends we made

fearless of door knocks.

accept the free hugs

and the free meal. you don't know

if there's another.

[ouroboredom]

Haiku 2OP3: Wk.21 C

149

bootlegged a corncob,

dammit, that's some funny shit;

wrinkly lil kernels

150

one trick Fauntleroy

in a wee purple blazer

at trustfund daycare.

151

fascism is a

drag audition for snitches

who look weird in wigs.

152

sweet, spicy cajun

trail mix & a creamy jar

of peanut butter.

153

yeah, that's a butty.

didn't think I'd forgotten

the objective, huh?

154

haircuts for women

the lice got the beach closed down

no clothes in this town

155

on the lookout for

a worn out shoestring necktie

w blacktop scuff marks

#year in haiku #365 #poetry #weekly round up #haiku #weekly #haiku 2op3 #daily haiku #being bad at tumblr #are there classes or