Chant louder you fools.
Fight police... get arrested.
¡Viva la LUCHA!

Big conflagration:
Some Deep-state agitation
Will scare the nation.

Demons leave my ass
And they fly back to Satan,
Prince of air power.

My words are just turds
Plopping in haiku toilet
Go get the plunger

los angelenos
threatened by human taco
with very small beans

Put that flag away
Or fly it in Mexico
Not Los Angeles

Crush the enemy.
Haiku-to-haiku combat:
Obliterate them!

Present is so tense.
The past is so imperfect.
Use conditional.

life is a present
without infinite future
so live while you do

Nah.. life is a gift
Its just a certainty
How we use that gift

let's get serious
existence is for joking
and then being dead

This life is too short
To in the name of Christ go
Down the path of death

There's an idea that
I used to care...but I know
Trends die off...a grave

I await to see
If the response is evil or
Decent to test here

But it's up to me
How I respond to anons
Who play these old games

I honestly think
If I were dead you'd make a
Joke of that as well

Nonsense...this place has.
Its sense of shitposting and
People here mock life

Nonsense...this place has.
Its sense of shitposting and
People here mock life

You're out of focus.
You might be out of money.
And you're out of time.

It's weird to focus
On how I used to be for
Me.. looking back...wow

overthinking things
just wears out your brain sooner
and it's tired enough

I'm analyzing
The why behind all of this
To make sense of trolls

It's about a sort
Of control of narrative
Politics really

The thing is there's no
Real consequence to this or
That like illegals

I have to ask who
Is on the other end who
Plays the game like old

The sun is still out
I'm breathing. I'm right here
Still posting these posts

The trick is not to
Respond at all. Just let them
Too tired for this

But to hide behind
A screen or phone..what about
In the flesh...right there

But to hide behind
A screen or phone..what about
In the flesh...right there

I think you are dumb
Incel got his feewings hurt
Toughen up snowflake

I think it's dumb to
Admit but I got upset
In a real way here

Oops...5...7..6
Must be the new math cause the
Old math is racist

Mox is indeed the
Dreadful vhs. Are we
Gatekeeping again?

lurch into my lunch
long, lean and lugubrious
leave the cows alone

daisy oh daisy
you drive my taste buds crazy
so soft and braisey

If you knew it's name...
Would you want to eat that cow?
Keith is delicious!

Sometimes I get stuck
Dwelling in idealized past
And I do love it...

Searched up old girlfriend.
She aged well, unlike others...
May God bless her soul.

Mox does not count well
Similar to VHS
raising suspicion

Costanza still haunts
The waiting rooms of his time
Serenity now!! NOW!!!!!!!

Damn it my greatest
Weakness...bagels...lox...cream cheese
A side of verklempt

How I love haiku:
Syllabification true--
and sometimes it rhymes...

Moxie, oh Moxie:
Your girlfriend is so foxy.
Bagels and loxie.

Hail, hail, fire and snow...
'Round the angel we will go.
(old Star Trek refrain)

Rain sleet snow hail hail
The gang is all here and
Rain in mud rules

What happens when the
Haiku is pretty good is
It so bad it's good?

Haiku goes: Ping! Ping!
You go: Ching-chong ching chong ching!
They go: Bang! Bang! Bang!

Hey bald man fuck off
Don't contaminate my space
With your toxic ways

Dear ol' uncle Clem:
They done slaughtered the last hog--
And then it's corn pone.

The Noochinator:
When he appears, syllables
Fall right into place.