Tea bag bounces
dipping in water…
Isn’t it just having a blast up the ass.

Morning spring
leaves fall on pumpkins–
all black text.

Accompanying music.

Toxic berries:
flush red & mint green
e’en in spring.

Fuck writing—
phhhh!
My cat has a li’l white twinkle in his eye.

I didn’t ask
for that much coffee,
coffee pot.

Rain, rain, come again;
go away another day—
Pip-pip-pip-pip-pip.

Spaghetti falls—
Splut.
No arm tears now—
solo me río.

Sparking oil puddle:
a frog hops in
Bzzzzt! Splocht!

New Year’s snow—
frost sticks to wooden limbs
on my laptop wallpaper.