Haiku

Ginaz

Life’s troubles attack.
So many feathers, floating
On infinite paths.
 
Wedding Day Betrayal

The groom's eyes popped when
he saw the best man fucking
the bride's wet pussy.
 
Chilled, after the heat:
The rain brought crisper air south.
Where are my slippers?
 
Barbarism calls
The colonists’ dilemma
Water at their backs
 
Hot day, parking lot:
The store vomits slack shoppers.
Discounts! Coupons! Blehh.
 
Slept too late

Confused. Too much sleep.
Why don’t I feel like coffee?
Where’s the energy?
 
a dictionary
is nothing but the right words
in the wrong order
 
Carelessness of youth:
Lick the cream from Oreos,
Return to the bag.
 
it's not oreos
that I would lick the cream from...
though they're well filled too!
 
Tears fall from my eyes.
Innocent words, lost to filth...
Oh wait. This is Lit.
 
Innocence and guilt.
Too much thought, before coffee.
Chocolate tastes good.
 
'tis mid-afternoon!
Wimbledon is in full swing
and balls are flying...
 
Mixed doubles tennis.
Do they fuck to celebrate?
I certainly would.
 
the racket they make
their balls hammering away...
(all London must groan)
 
Lined up from behind.
Poorly-aimed thrust! Wrong hole! Cries!
“Let!” calls the umpire.
 
wrong hole? sounds painful...
though one's wrong's another's right
right... tight... sweetest sight...
 
Which is how it is:
Mixed doubles celebrating.
The fuzzy balls bounce.
 
Over the rainbow
Clouds look so pornographic
Under the rainbow
 
I See Someone Is Ready For Round Two

After he shot cum
into her, Jill saw that Pete's
cock was still quite hard.
 
she squirted her cum
in a glittering rainbow
from a pot of gold
 
Arcing. Pearls fly.
Warm, thick like tropical rain,
Falling on her chest.
 
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