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The Haiku Corral
January 19 2010
The Haiku Corral
Haiku Alley
five and dime jes' lookin' aroun' give me dime give me five and I'll give ya' dime to take yo' time that's givin' ya' zen in change there ain't no rhyme in the zen of five and dime and time lives only in the jail of yo' darkest dreams beyond the dark, beyond the light lookin' aroun' five and dime give me five and I'll take yo' time that's zen in change stick some pins in your voodoo doll hurtin' so good servin' a sentence of five and dime beyond the light lost in the bliss of time unknown lost in the darkness between the bars of your liquid voodoo jail baptism of stinking five and dime pourin' ovah coolin' the demons inside your head dime and five give me dime and I'll give you five to take your time that's voodoo zen in change lookin' aroun' rollin' ovah an' posing dead playin' live 'cause there's everythin' for your virgin hootenanny voodoo doll to feel not much to see in the haiku alley behind your jail jes' the parkin' lot of prayer and down on yo' knees screamin' for somethin' don't know what maybe a piece from yo' virgin voodoo doll without them pins but alive with the pain of not dyin' before its dime to give the reaper five lookin' aroun' lookin' aroun' lookin' aroun' rollin' ovah rollin' ovah ovah' bein' hea' (here) five and dime dime and five give me dime give me five and I'll take yo' dime give ya' time... ... that's givin' ya' voodoo change in zen! * * * Dogpatch Haiku Anthem wailin' blue-tick blues heard only beyond the ear struttin' your rooster in boots just made for walkin' all over the bull, pick it up and use it or hit the road! 'cause if ya' cain't crow ya' ain't got no bull or zen death ain't got no sting like slappin' the bull spiders no good unless they're widders of black, pick it up and use it or hit the road! 'cause if ya' cain't crow ya' ain't got no bull or zen laugh at the moon mock the tornado mourn with the riva' follow the alley cat of your slinkin' dreams take your time with mushrooms and shake with the chill of an unknown fever preach to shadows scream at the midday sun dive into clouds parachute into mud, and pick it up use it or hit the road! 'cause if you cain't crow ya' ain't got no bull or zen cheat on the test for a license to drive yourself crazy duck when you swear at the mirror change your mind as often as your underwear dream in the sweat lodge of terror ovah what ya' ain't make obscene calls to your local hornet's nest and don't quibble ovah takin' the outhouse in, yeah! and pick it up use it or hit the road! 'cause if ya' cain't crow ya' ain't got zen or bull pop the cork tip the bottle wrap your tongue around the ecstasy jilt the bruises of your fear make love to the spider kiss the frog, yeah! pick it up and use it or hit the road! 'cause if ya' cain't crow ya' ain't got zen or bull * * * Haiku Licentioso ('They who quaff this cup shall see god and The Magdalen'.) with the *powder that goes in the tea comes the instructions: ''dump into the brew mix salaciously drink licentiously and feel like a libertine'' ''caution's for the birds toss the birds back into the leaves grab a broom aim for and dip on the dance floor, docido, and mix salaciously drink licentiously feel like a libertine'' ''noon's for stealing shade afternoons for sawing logs nights for stealing even deeper and dawn for burning rubber out of jail mate hell (or heaven), so mix salaciously drink licentiously and cuss on your knees like a libertine'' ''love's for the blind hatred for the weak and bravery for the mad, mix salaciously drink licentiously and ask for rebates on living like a libertine'' ''file for Chapter 11 on your intellect strip-tease for bees perjure yourself to bears read pornography in leaves of the tea and yellow journalism in your pee, mix salaciously drink licentiously and celebrate like a libertine'' ''acknowledge god in the tax code the 1-800 goddess in the phone book chase your mother-in-law down the street catch yourself tripping over your dreams plagiarize your nightmares, and mix salaciously drink licentiously and hiccup like a libertine - - for missing the bus is half the fun unless it's a disease you catch your dog lies down with fleas arises with a bladder-full while divorce doesn't quite pay the bills, so mix salaciously drink licentiously and go the way of all flesh and blood like a libertine Ph. D.'' *('kushburnu', Turkish for rose hip tea, and thus kushburnu haiku)  Digg
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