On the smells of spring

blossoming Cuntwood
my nostrils filled with its stink.
missing Smith in Spring

because I'm tired of doing homework and my boyfriend said he wasn't eaten by lions but he isn't calling me back so I'm not sure I believe him

Just wrote a "paper"
It's a huge load of bullshit
and I just don't care

Snook home tomorrow
Have to write another one.
Done before he's home?

A tableau from the subway

Shouts on the one train
Gaggle of tranny hookers!
Vogueing in the crowd.

On the occasion of eating out

Saw scotty sniffles
So many new ro all stars
Random tall Scott

On the open house for the next two years

Excited and dazed
Ready to give up two years
Who really needs sleep

On today's activities

Sean: I made the omelet
It was so tasty. Cesca:
how is class going?

On what happens when the luky star bus doesn't stop at Century Buffet

Just couldn't hold it.
So much shaking, almost fell
In the gross toilet

On the practice of flexibility

Flexibility
I'm told this I must improve
But oh what a test!

Earlier start date,
New temp apartment,
Less time to prepare

Still now I sit calm
The changes will be much fun,
Taking it in stride

On our breif flirt with popularity

Nine hundred hits - All
in one day. Woah. Too bad the
poem was banal.

No mention of poop,
butt holes, or tranny hookers.
Just a simple "hi!"

Perhaps one day we
can generate those numbers
But I'm ok with not.

On wanting to be found by Chris

Haiku just for Chris
Will his new site pick this up?
Hi there, how are you?

On a random ride on the subway

Forgot to mention
Caught a woman checking out
My shoes on B train

Winking and making
Faces at them. I caught her.
Weird. She looked ashamed.