My dishes were OUT
Monsters and other bad things
Now they’re in; big save
Month: April 2011
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The Mold is Growing Mold or I Am a Total Slob
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Garrett’s Birthday, On a Thursday OR Temporary Sanity *Through Insanity
Wake up. Oh crap. I’m
late. Gotta shower. Still drunk?
Get to class. I’m late.
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Call a Spade a Spade or Blame Your Youth; My Brain is Full of Undefinable Metaphor For Which There is No Purpose
Mountains of molehills,
are still mountains. Broken glass,
always cuts your feet.
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I’m Tired of Being Tired of Being Myself
Moments pass; dimly
lit lights flicker; exhaustion.
I am, so I am.
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I Wish I Were a Bear; I Want To, Want To Maul You.
Sometimes the title
is all there is. Haiku gets
in the way of waste.
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Too Faar. Too Far. Too Faar. Too Far.
I think “far” like “too”
should have a double vowel.
No basis for that.
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I Hadn’t Ever Tried to Urinate While Driving Before or Womp. Seems To Be A Theme
Great time. Flying through.
Gotta go. Bottle. Success!
Often, speak too soon.
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I Can’t Figure Out if its Because I Avoid Them or Because They Avoid Me
I feel no sense of
connection to many peers.
I’m the foreigner.
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Cute Girls and Coffee are the Bane of My Existence OR Womp.
Coffee me please. “Room?”
No thanks. (Say something. More. NOW!)
“Anything else?” No.
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Its a Shame I Don’t Know Your Name Because I Watch You Watch and You’re Not the Same
Lovely spring abound
Outside, sun and legs and love
Inside, brunettes. Yes.
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