Monday, June 23, 2003

"You, My Friends"
a haiku, by Michael Sherrillo

I love you, my friends.
More valuable than rare gems;
You few, so precious.

Wednesday, June 18, 2003

"Rat Race" or "Things to Do While Pretending to Work"
a haiku dialogue with contributions by David Zimet

david:
TAVERN PUZZLE SPINE
DAMNABLE CHEAP OFFICE CHAIR
I LOVE YOU, ADVIL

annie!:
ACCURSED USERS
GUESS THEY DO NOT KNOW BETTER
NOT A CUPHOLDER

david:
AT WORK BEFORE NOON
I WILL SO GET NOTHING DONE
ATTENTION: THIS BLOWS

annie!:
ELEVEN FOURTY
THE HOUR OF FOOD DAWNS NEAR
MY STOMACH RUMBLES

david:
PETCO HEADQUARTERS
CHATTY ASSHATS EVERYWHERE
SHUT THE HELL UP, KIDS

annie!:
THOSE SILLY USERS
I AM HERE ONLY TO MOCK
THEIR LAPSE IN LOGIC

Thursday, June 05, 2003

"Post-Mo Life" or "I Love My Stuff"
a haiku by annie! inspired by Vance

stylish red and white
give meaning to Vance's life
latch onto concepts

no matter how gross
give him style Trading Spaces
no faux finish please
"From Clay Water Pots..."
a haiku by Confused Shopper #76

Oh container store
tell me what secrets you hold...
boxes for boxes?
"Hmmm..."
a midnight rant by annie!

I feel as if I've been dropping the ball on posting. Been so busy, too many things happening all at once. Can't wait for school to be over. "Studying" for finals, yet not... will bite me in the butt.
"Love is Like a 72 oz. Steak..."
a haiku by Vance Tran and Annie, inspired by A Clockwork Orange and King of the Hill

Lovely Steaky-Wake,
Being with you warms my heart,
It also slows it...

A tragic romance,
"The 'Dick Cheney Special,' please!"
Death by fatty bliss.

Wednesday, June 04, 2003

"YES"
by Myrna Perez

an answer to myself
"I'm tired of titles"
a thought by Myrna Perez

ah, the weary grind,
my life, prostituted for gain.
i am sapped of all:
innovation for this sad verse.
joy even here?
"The New Mecca" or...
"I'm Ready to Homogenize My Living Room!"

a haiku by Vance Tran

I have an idea,
Let's all go to IKEA!
And consume their wares...

Age of the Dollar,
Face towards The Store,
Pray five times daily.

Monday, June 02, 2003

"First Try"
a haiku by Thomas

This night never ends
The bars of white enslave me
I thought I had won