Haiku Train

PhilipCFJohnson · Sat Mar 14, 2009 12:46 am

You could take eight more
days to get here and you'd still
arrive just in time.

bernard · Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:04 am

Arrive just in time,
voices shake the podium.
His head's in the noose.

Suzanne · Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:59 am

His head's in the noose,
but I have his heart held safe
he's not going anywhere.

PhilipCFJohnson · Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:04 am

He's just not going
Anywhere. There isn't a
Future in music.

Aliceaforethought · Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:32 am

future in music:
intelligent machines
sing themselves to sleep

PhilipCFJohnson · Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:44 am

Sing themselves to sleep,
On yet another windy
Night: Kids on the street.

Aliceaforethought · Sun Mar 15, 2009 11:48 am

nightkids on the street
dialling into youtube --
teenage murder porn

PhilipCFJohnson · Sun Mar 15, 2009 1:01 pm

"Teenage murder porn"
Was the name of our old band.
We rocked all night long!

nar · Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:19 pm

We rocked all night long,
her eyes never closed; our poor
insomniac child.

PhilipCFJohnson · Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:22 pm

Our poor "Insomniac Child"
(The name of our other band)
Did not rock as hard!

nar · Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:30 pm

Did not rock as hard,
in 1987 --
Spandex and mullets.

PhilipCFJohnson · Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:37 pm

Spandex and mullets
Coming back into fashion
Out of irony.

nar · Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:59 pm

Out of irony,
he resorted to satire,
incompetently.

PhilipCFJohnson · Sun Mar 15, 2009 6:47 pm

Incompetently
Rubbing magic lamps, searching
For the lost answers.

Travis · Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:51 pm

For the lost answers,
to Vietnam I will go.
There, to feast on dogs.

bernard · Mon Mar 16, 2009 10:45 pm

There, to feast on dogs
and crush wine from new flowers.
The bloody moon bathes.

PhilipCFJohnson · Mon Mar 16, 2009 10:50 pm

The bloody moon bathes
In the outer reaches of
The filtered sunlight

bernard · Mon Mar 16, 2009 10:56 pm

The filtered sunlight
pains through a depth of winter,
fatted rivers dance.

PhilipCFJohnson · Mon Mar 16, 2009 10:58 pm

Fatted rivers dance,
Taunting lonely ox-bow lakes.
They wish they could flow.

bernard · Mon Mar 16, 2009 11:02 pm

They wish they could flow
but not one can hold a beat.
The teacher has thin arms.

nar · Mon Mar 16, 2009 11:06 pm

Teacher has thin arms,
suspended by puppet wires --
have you seen The Wall?

PhilipCFJohnson · Mon Mar 16, 2009 11:12 pm

Have you seen the wall?
It's all the rage in Berlin,
Or at least it was.

bernard · Mon Mar 16, 2009 11:19 pm

Or at least it was
there, many eons have passed.
Long away, ago.

TDF · Wed Mar 18, 2009 7:52 pm

Long away, ago.
Need something better to start
the Star Wars movies.

PhilipCFJohnson · Wed Mar 18, 2009 11:40 pm

The Star Wars movies
I'd watch when I was a kid.
Still love them today!

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