Loud music on the stereo
Where is my lighter
Lay around all day
Eat a really big burger
Head on to bed
Reading some Nietzsche
Listening to some Zappa
I do love Tuesdays
Monkey nut tulip
Wheezing in the tense airflow
We should know better
A lot on the mind
Universe between the ears
What color is best
Left to my devices
Beyond a sea of boredom
Tuning the guitar
Slipping past ecru
Time fractures in its own way
Become the wrangler
“Que” asked the stranger
A reckoning in the car
Stifling the disposed
I realize the hour
The hands point high on the clock
Another day ends
This haiku is bad
here are seven syllables
and here are five more
Beer goes down easy
falling across the spaces
I can't feel my nose
Walk the rim beyond
meandering on the shore
need some time to think
Living in the now
the lottery can't be trusted
the machine churns on
Random word suffice
memories awaken now
past remains a-far
Floundering the test
looking frontward from the rear
a hope swells within
Need things to happen
get it together Jackets
avert the nonsense
Good fortune abound
an end to this foolishness
time to stop typing
