Hidden articles
under your dresser about
self help won’t help us.
Bull testicles are
smoother than the skin on your
hairy red jowls.
I wish I could flush
your head in the toilet bowl
to wipe that smirk off.
You remind me of
a jackal with your slanted
eyes and pointed ears.
Jackal, jackal, jack
all you do is scrounge for food
like a beggar man.
When the sun shines your
lips look like forgotten French
fries left in the sand.
Kiss me goodbye for
your heart is so ugly that
I cannot stand it.
You are a baby,
an infant molested by
naïveté.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Insult Haikus
For class we had to write insult haikus that I found to be quite amusing. They haven't been workshopped yet, that's tonight, but I still got a kick out of them when I was reading them to Edward last night. They are just so ridiculous. I don't think I could ever say any of these to anyone. Just as a refresher, the haiku is 5-7-5 syllabic form. The last one does break form with only four syllables in the last line.
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