(a backlog of unpublished hatekus/sexkus inspired by my daily commute on the L)
accessory (to murder?)
ugly belt buckle
want to melt it down, make a
bullet to shoot you
the dream
like a monster truck
candy all up in my ear
in a falsetto
pointlessness
your futility
is epic; monumental;
Eiffel Tower-esque
yes, it's that bad
i'd rather feel your
flatulence against my face
than listen to you
from the pyramids to you...
his body, god-like
the eighth wonder of the world
pyramids:upgrade
- Teeny
- Chicago
- welcome to my blog/ hatekus are its foundation/ but it will vary/ Yeah, I love haikus. I love how traditional haikus can humbly but beautifully encapsulate existence. As a slight departure from the nature-based haikus, I now also love using them as a way to succinctly communicate my modern quotidian experiences. And because in the Land of Teeny, 17 syllables aren't always sufficient, there might be more than just haikus posted here. I apologize to those haiku purists who might have had high hopes for this blog.
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