but I didn’t color within the lines.
Enlightenment vs. Romanticism
If I weren’t so afraid o’ hidden poop
I’d roll round in the grass all afternoon.
microgarden ( lo patamos al parque donde andan las unidades de derretirse )
a worm squirms [ WENN MEINE SEGMENTE GETRENNT WERDEN WERDE ICH SCHREIEN UND DU WRIST DA SEIN ]
vacant parking lot ( es tan atractibo lo ke tienen de suelo a teko y raya a punto )
seagull sounds
<aún miro bokiabierta>, dijo susan,
<komo un joben pájaro, insatisfecho,
para una kosa ke me a eskapado>.
rainy late afternoon
outside my blinds
seagull sounds
from my office chair
Spring infests ( Y SOY POÉTIKO EN MI OPERASIÓN )
Spring infests ~
afternoon traffic,
this ol’ frog.
Sealab 2020 [ VERGISS DAS LEBEN DAS ICH FRÜHER KANNTE VERGISS DEN DEN ICH ZU HAUSE GELASSEN HABE ]
En mi refujio nuklear
en ke me rekuperaba de
el kaso de “C++”,
ojeaba biejos kuadernos
y leí un mensaje de me de 2015
ke adbirtió kontra
“la tiranía de 2015”,
a ke solo pude responder,
<Tengo malas notisias de 2020…>.
In my fallout shelter,
recuperating from
my case o’ C++,
I flipped through ol’ notebooks
& read a message from 2015 me
that warned gainst
“la tiranía de 2015”,
to which I could only respond,
<I have bad news ’bout 2020…>.
Also, as I was trawling through my ol’ blog posts, seeing what haiku I’d forgotten to post, I came ’cross this brilliant work o’ art & began to worry that people might think I’d plagiarized Kanye West’s magnum opus, which I hadn’t heard yet, only to realize that this predated “Lift Yourself” by o’er a year. Though it’s unlikely, I like to imagine Kanye happened ’pon my weird-ass obscure blog ( perhaps he was an EarthBound fan & was looking up info on it & stumbled ’pon the blog post I’d published a li’l mo’ than a week before ) & took inspiration from that poem, knowing that this blog was too obscure for anyone to find out.
Well, I did. & I’m-a comin’.
winter pinecones [ ICH WERDE DICH NÄHER IN EINEN SEKUNDE HALTEN DA IST ETWAS SCHWERES AN MEINEN ZÄHNEN ¿WAS IST MEIN GESCHÄFT? ICH BIN NUR SO FROH DASS DU HIER BIST ]

Frosty March ~
huddled together
winter pinecones.
just a dandelion [ ¿WERDEN SIE ÜBER MIR STEHEN IN MEINE RICHTUNG SCHAUEN MICH NIE LIEBEN? DER REGEN FÄLLT WEITER DER REGEN FÄLLT WEITER NIEDER NIDER NIEDER ]
Light spring rain ~
just a dandelion
tortured to death.




