don't lose what you have

i remember when
i was twenty one and i
wrote stuff everyday.

so long and thanks for all the crude

when all of the fish
are dead you can thank BP,
your car and your greed.

email was weird for a bit. my apologies for the lack of posts, as usual.


what the heck am i
doing killing airport time
with online haiku?


il est loin de
ma coeur n'est pas loin de
bas. le joyeux saut.


I got over it
A long time ago, I thought.
Yet I still feel sick.