Thursday, March 31st 2005
encouraged by a kindred spirit
i took photographs
of a dead insect
circling lonely
abandoned and unwanted
and by now unedible
Wednesday, March 30th 2005
abandoned, overgrown objects
lacking any sign
of former glory
Monday, March 28th 2005
i don't learn from mistakes
not even when i wrote
a haiku about them
Saturday, March 26th 2005
followed a beaten track
to a place that
holds nothing for me
the screams from the park
are nothing but squeaking
hinges of a seesaw
Friday, March 25th 2005
when everything that can
go wrong, goes wrong
it's only fun for a while
the muddy roads
just add up
to my overall laziness
playing billiard
shooting balls
like bullets from a gun
Thursday, March 24th 2005
the guy who killed
john lennon looks
like a fat elvis