Fuck You Haiku.

Fuck you and your wish Haiku in leanto goodbye I don’t need another.

Entitled poetry, poetics, bulllshit. You think I want the fucking title. When the 8 hour shift is up you leave x it does not for me. the words leave. I get thrown. Back in the day tent flaps they don’t even make that. So what the fuckZ entitled. And I remember how much easier it was to work 12-6. 10-10, if I get the words out and it works great. If it doesn’t they get stuck somewhere in between my ear worms and begs the question, what next. All this bullshit. And the fact is.there is no facts fiction in fact friction of the last laugh. Goldbacks to be used like cash probably have been jacked. Axed and sold to the highest paid winner. Winding down I’m blinded with practical. I don’t have the fucken mood to go look at this oh look hes here x that’s what the fuck I get for even saying shit. To anyone. It’s bullshit, there is no one on the other side. Listen ive heard the same thing. Be for peopke fucking with me. Telling me mocking my own self. I deserve it but I don’t want to be. Disappointed again x I’m gonna hit the showers. Don’t worry about me.

-“I’ll drink some more. I’ll hate them all I’ll drink even more, I’ll hate them even more than I did before…” Someone somewhere it might as well have been me.

Glad it wasn’t.