haiku

toiling benthic beasts
mountain basin sea of air
they see but don't see

the big old half moon
the promise you never kept
that last evil smile

that weird winter vibe
morning yields to evening
no noon to speak of

The real patriots
are they in the APC
or shooting at it

What I come to say,
It don't have to be this way...
I see now it does

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In the sacred bank
There is only one great writ
Pay your debts, or else...

Imagine Bligh's men
the first time they saw that fast
Tahitian hula

you reach the summit
those radio waves find you
the Freedom station

heavy steel machine
rolling down the highway like
homicide on wheels

The truth is too sad
tell me some beautiful lies
I know it won't last

there is a reason
for all the things your cat does
one you'll never know

the peacekeeper drone
launching missiles this we call
"kinetic support"

all the stops are out
the baseline thunders under
soaring treble notes

pull out all the stops
and we'll make this organ rock
and the angels sing

Giant vampire squid
You don't seem to realize
you die with the host

The sun is shining.
Hurry! Hang up your laundry
or cut grass for hay

Half-inch hole shooter
if the bit binds, the drill spins
and maybe you, too

black cats all over
gathering for Halloween
their annual ball

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chased the sun all night
but it snuck up behind me
good morning, Hong Kong

A waning gibbous
gracefully exits the stage
while New Year's dawn breaks

You can't predict it.
It will come when it's ready.
the apocalypse.

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Not as easy as you think!
A dry fountain pen

Who holds the title?
Wrong question! Who holds the LAND.
Rule of Law is dead.