Haiku of the Day

A dull day for work A quiet prayer is a prayer my cat is a god

an abused childhood a broken heart at the end we shall work on it

My wife's a dumb cunt Don't you know that she'd be mad So she might shut up

Thick as fat girls tits Laughing, and playing with them Take me, but never

Hands tight with your back your mouth's a little too wide I'll follow your lead

But, I'll never be Like her, never be the same I'll always be me

I see a fire Gleaming with the light of life Blaze into the night

My fist is not strong I use it only to punch What do I do now

Whimsical fog spills One bright day at dawn, nothing Living a mere day

Inward eyes peering Ocular gaze of the dark Darkness watching her

I am not good at eating a salad without splattering the floor.

Your hand, soft and warm Tapping my arm to my side You're right by my side

taken in the street is that all my soul is worth flesh lost forever

all that goes up must fall down eventually just an anecdote

Wild flowers, deep breaths wonder why life is so hard just to be alive

And the death of hope For an end to what I have Goes too fast for me

Tired and tired I get up early for work and then go to sleep