A Poem and a few Haiku

Haiku #1

The fart echoed in the room

And the smell followed,

the smell of doom.


Okay, okay, now a serious one:

Poem # 1 (This one is more in C.S’ neighborhood, so you know it will be boring.)

She wrote the letter with a single tear

It escaped her eye,

tracked down her cheeks,

landed on her chin and stood there

Like a stalactite

waiting to fall

Aaaaand back to the kickassery:


Monday sucks. Is it weekend yet?

I wish it was.

Don’t you?

My Haikus are the best.