My Facebook Haikus

Once here and then gone,
...Life's brittle glass breaks easy
So love while you can. 

 

Point of no return.
We're past that place forever,
And thank God for that. 

 

Sitting on the bus
Stinkers feel obligated
To sit next to me. 

 

The cold air blunted
Against my goosepimpled skin.
The feeling's welcome

 

Shadows fall apart.
I feel sick in the best way.
Farewell awful days.

 

Hope today's the day.
The days will become shorter
If I get my way.

 

I had stopped caring
When I rediscovered you
Will you be my geek?

 

Neo-politics
Unintelligentsia
Directionlessness

 

The screaming night comes!
What stands behind you my friends,
Where you don't dare look.

 

The air hums with it,
And it's taste is thick as oil.
This is Halloween.

 

I lived in the dust
Twisting sickly in the light
But I'm the king now

 

If it's dark outside,
I honestly wouldn't know.
My curtain's still drawn.

 

These things keep me sharp,
...So you don't try to touch me.
I'm a prickly thing. 

 

The world is not bleak,
Despite my outlook on it.
Cheer up, be happy. 

 

Damn purple monkey.
Always leaping on my head.
You'll pay for this, chimp! 

 

Autumn's blasting clay
Patiently destroys the sun
And the world turns grim.

 

Shards of it's body
Spill over the cooling earth
Making it's skin red. 

 

I got four letters,
None of them the one I want.
Hurry the hell up.

 

One piece of advice,
Don't push out a poo sideways.
It really does hurt.

 

Drab, wet afternoon,
You limp lamely on and on.
I want today dead.

 

I can feel the cold.
Icy fingers on my heart.
Anxious for nothing.

 

The air cold and still.
Daylight hides behind thick clouds,
But it is still there. 

 

'Tis fighting season
When all the jerkies run free
Let's bring the whoopin'! 

 

Coat white as winter
I've always loved this dog breed
Wonder how mom feels...

 

The air has turned cold
The world is silent. Empty.
Oh God. So alone.

 

We built walls today
And yes, they may be crooked
But dammit, they're ours.

 

On a shaky roof.
The branches scratch my forearms.
Good job it's sunny.

 

In bed already...
Or should that be in bed still?
I love lazy days.

 

It's a crappy day.
The sky is grey and ugly,
But I'm still happy. 

 

I hate the 3 bus
It smells like fried monkey balls
Have a bloody bath 

 

These famous women
Are unrealistic beauties.
Who will love the trolls?

 

Back to the Future
On at cinemas again
Losers need not go

 

Kiss my ass L. Ron,
You sanctimonious dick.
Dianetics sucks.