Holiday Time (December 29, 2005)

I buy no one gifts
Laziness and frustration
this christmas season.



A break from homework
I spend more time on haiku,
or online poker.



A feeding frenzy
the online aquarium
but the fish prevail.



The absence of school
The presence of sleepiness
It is without end



My life wastes away
"Be productive" say to self
Fuck yourself I say.



The first time in months
I notice the chirping birds
Have they always been?

In Class (December 9, 2005)

Avian bird flu.
Fear pours from every output.
I am not afraid.



Internet poker.
Finally on the wagon
among all the fish



A sushi lunch break—
two spicy tuna hand rolls:
Financial sinkhole.



Christmas approaches.
I prepare my bank account
to prove all my love.

asdf (December 7, 2005)

Almost Christmas break.
Ten school days and one paper
stand between us.



Causing pain and blood loss.
Three hangnails work together
parched by dry air.

Weekend (December 4, 2005)

The Chinese food curse:
Drink without satisfaction—
Soy sauce poisoning.



On the highway home
one wrong turn, turns into twelve.
The Ayde Mill exit

Wednesday (November 30, 2005)

Only four days old
already it's a fixture—
A blanket of snow.



A little water,
the frigid grasp of winter—
A broken bike lock.



The cold attacks me
but it offense is thwarted.
An armor of fur.

Tuesday (November 29, 2005)

Cold falls from the sky
snow flakes dancing in the wind
chilling air and ground.



Bucket of cold air
knock the groggy out of me.
Natures stimulant.



Buried by paper...
At least I don't have finals
technically speaking.



Dark at four PM.
Perfect climate for napping—
I always regret.

After Thanksgiving (November 28, 2005)

Enormous food plate—
happily I consume it.
Thanks Mrs. Solem.



I sleep thirteen hours.
Hugging my bed and my dreams.
Three days in a row.



My darling Lisa:
I would spend infinite time
if only I could.



Cold rainy bike ride.
"We wont do much today."
I should have skipped class.

First Snowfall (November 16, 2005)

First snow has fallen--
my emotions bittersweet
at seven A.M.



A frozen bike lock.
My breath defrosts the keyhole.
A bit light headed.



Once crowded bike rack
proudly stands in the snowfall
for the few bikes left.



Twenty four degrees.
Only badass bikers left.
Wimps got bus passes.



Inside my backpack
a frozen dinner thawing.
The teacher lectures.

Thursday (November 10, 2005)

Everyone's cramming.
Ready as I'll ever be
a test in logic.



Class registration
an advisor appointment
Stupid as can be.



Fuck my advisor
I register on instinct
Pure domination.



For an hour she talks.
Finally class is over.
Forgot what she said.



Overate sushi.
I drink but without relief.
Soy sauce poisoning



My eyes ask to close
I allow the to relax--
Walking the fine line.

Is it Thanksgiving Yet? (November 1, 2005)

Tight jeans and no thong!?
I can see underwear lines,
a total buzzkill.



A new bicycle
an expensive cable lock
hope it's not stolen.



World of Warcraft
highly addictive substance
class A narcotic.



A sellout roommate;
Sold his soul to World of Warcraft
twelve hours a day.

Midterms (October 27, 2005)

Hallways alive
the shuffling of papers
before the midterm.



Fucked by my homework
I give up and let it go.
No use in stressing.



Shoe conversation,
discussion on sex appeal--
intellectual.

Skipper Lowlife (October 26, 2005)

Debate with myself
and come to the conclusion
to skip my night class.

Cold (October 24, 2005)

Head phones for ear muffs.
Music fends off the weather
an ipod nation.



Someone is in my seat
A new person every day
What's wrong with your seats?

Longest Day Ever (October 19, 2005)

Longest day ever
sixty percent over
my mind on Lisa.



Cold frappuccino.
I enjoy the placebo
the caffeine brings me.



The last hour of class
checking the clock anxiously
takes three hours to pass.



Only two people
in this Russian lecture hall--
are easy to look at.

Broken internet (October 18, 2005)

Broken internet.
The pain is unbearable;
a part of myself



Rest the modem--
holding on to a false hope
fifth time a let down...

Work Shenanigans (October 11, 2005)

Take a step outside
greeted by a kiss of frost.
Better than coffee.



Patrick needs a smoke
but patrick has no lighter.
Patrick's life is shit.



Mountain dew for sale
Patrick buys all for resale.
Mountain dew baron.



Co-workers rub nuts
community Gold Bond.
Tingling sensation.

Disaster Festival (October 10, 2005)

In Minnesota
the construction doesn't end--
till the weather says.



Thirty thousand dead?
Finally a news story
Pakistan earthquake.



Disaster teamwork?
Earthquake and two hurricanes
killing together.



The Earth is angry;
teaching humans a lesson?
Too little too late.



In Minnesota
only blizzards and cold air.
A safe place to live.

Modern Pirates; Software Pirates (October 8th, 2005)

A computer ship,
cannon bits, grappling programs.
A software pirate.



An ocean of links...
From .rus to .uk and back--
Its out there somewhere.



Bit torrent programs;
dot torrent marks the spot.
The new treasure map.



A single nights catch:
four gigabytes of music.
Hard drive full of loot.



Criminal hackers,
deadly bugs and viruses;
perils of the sea.



A pirates bookmarks
are treasures all their own.
A port collection.



Serial number!?
Is that the best you can do?
CerealBox pick.

Stolen Bike (September 30, 2005)

Enjoy my bike prick
I hope you die riding it
Hit by my car.



If I had my way--
An eyeball aids injection.
I'm in a good mood.



Disgusting cough--
Next time you get throat cancer
take a few days off.

Untitled (September 14, 2005)

A cell phone vibrates.
We can all hear it dumbfuck
the middle of class.



A cell phone ringing!?
Fifth ring are you serious?
The balls on this kid.



This class wastes my time
I come for attendance points
Earning every point.



Super smash brothers
Mario and Luigi
Now, they settle it.

Hermin Miller Aeron (September 26, 2005)

Road like a car,
sidewalk like pedestrian.
The joy of a bike.



Aeron office chair.
School interrupts my sitting
--a happy buttocks.



Chairs at school and work
cannot possible compare
To an office throne.

Russian Class (September 21, 2005)

Thunderstorm outside
--Not riding my bike in it.
Makes class bearable.



During Russian class.
I think of video games
and a special girl.

Weekend into Monday (September 19, 2005)

Shot made for a man.
It's okay for men to cry.
--Vodka Tabasco.



Looking at faces,
easy to identify
the morning people.



Anarchy symbol
proudly displayed on her bag
next to a peace sign.



I drool at the thought:
like a billboard photograph
my home made sandwich.

Class, Work and eBay (September 13, 2005)

My room is freezing
The bathroom is a sauna
air conditioner.



Tough as nails marine
I send demons back to hell
pondering the point.



A fatty paycheck
I eagerly await it--
feed my addictions



I hold them open
my neck exceedingly limp
Fight for consciousness.



eBay victory.
My money beat the others
now I get to pay!

Taking Notes (September 8, 2005)

Boredom pains me.
I look down at some hang nails--
Sigh of reluctance.



I sit and listen
laughing at simplicity.
College -- What a joke.



It rains every day
everyday I walk that is
... it's better than heat.

Hella Class (September 7, 2005)

My room is freezing
The bathroom is a sauna
air conditioner.



Tough as nails marine
I send demons back to hell
pondering the point.



A four hour class
but interesting teacher--
still very painful.



My stomach growls
I tell him to shut his trap.
I call the shots here.



A squirrel eats garbage
on the lip of a trash can.
He makes it look good.

Another First Day (September 6, 2005)

A new semester,
another virgin notebook,
again -- deflowered.



It's syllabus day
for the thirty-seventh time.
Running the motions.



Class fills with people.
Veteran college students,
most of them ugly.



Waking up early
couldn't be more difficult
with my "condition."



Japanese teacher--
Things aren't looking good for me.
... you know how they are.



My eyes want to close.
Distant and incoherent
"The class description"

My Job Cheated Me (August 18, 2005)

My day off: Thursday
They gave away my flat screen
I am furious.



Seventeen inches
of beautiful flat display
Some fucker has it.



I would have paid cash
... without opportunity--
At least it was Bob.

First Class Bitch (August 4, 2005)

Airport lucky break:
we end up in first class.
I'll never go back.



A three course dinner:
Chicken breast with truffle sauce
and a glass of wine.



Three thousand dollars
for unlimited legroom.
Worth every penny.



Eight hours to go home
I meet my co-passanger.
Her name is Amy.



Atlantic ocean
is just like a road to me.
Three thousand feet up.



A large thunder cloud
flying through turbulence.
I'll die a rich man.

Vienna, Austria (August 2, 2005)

Tourists paradise
business is good for everyone
the pigeons also.



Bratwurst and mustard
a stand on every corner.
Feel free to barter.



It's the strangest thing
every european shop
plays U.S. music.

Prague, Czech Republic (August 1, 2005)

Prostitutes waving
sexual acts for money.
German-Czech border.



Talented beggars
working hard for donations.
Unlike homeless bums.



Hours of walking
take away from the beauty
of the old city.



Souvenir nicknacks
the same in every window.
All different prices.



The cobblestone streets
they're fun to walk on -- at first
not after six hours.

Berlin, Germany (July 30, 2005)

Berlin, Germany
(July 30, 20050


T-Mobil Hotspot
european internet.
Like being home again.


Raw meat for dinner,
raw meat for breakfast also.
A crime in the states.


A long day shopping
but I'm not empty handed--
A soviet flag.


A new pair of shoes
following the Berlin wall.
I've broken them in.

On the Road (July 29, 2005)

The road to Berlin
infected by traffic.
Longer than we thought.



Not one Toyota
but hundreds of Mercedes'
a sight to behold.

Herne, Germany (July 28, 2005)

How do Germans live
without air conditioning
in thier small houses?



Us Americans,
in our lavish habitat
rarely hear a "no."



"Can I have some ice?"
Sorry we don't have ice here.
--Even in restaurants.



Everywhere we go.
Every country we travel.
We find a Russian.

Airport (July 26, 2005)

The members lounge:
frequent flyer miles reward--
Or alot of cash.



A bloody mary
It's my favorite drink ever
even better free.

***

Beauty of clouds.
Like cotton balls in the sky
gripping the plane's wing



Pain in my stomach
from food or anxiety.
Stiffness of the bones.



My head in a vise
of relentless air pressure
About to pass out.

***

Impressive time change
From today to tomorrow--
but in half the time.



A tiny airplane
meticulously clean
still on propellors.

Pre-trip Flu (July 25, 2005)

Chicken noodle soup
And ultimate medicine
suck Tabasco GERMS!



Russian remedy
Secret weapon against germs
Thirteen cups of tea.

Me and Lisa Write Haiku Together, Guess Who's is Who's (July 23, 2005)

Drunken butterfly--
Most beautiful wings of all:
video game fan.



Matching hats and shirts,
a loving piggy back ride,
sincere romantic.



She is wearing my shirt
also wearing my boxers
I like naked best.



A single bad day
can only be repaired by
Krasny's lovemaking.



Lisa visiting
consuming my food and booze...
I wish she'd have more!



A sex on the beach
Followed by bloody mary:
male and female drinks.



A night together
drunken romanticism
Smirnoff paradise.



Delicious pasta,
exceptional lemonade--
night at Alex's.

Work Work Work (July 20, 2005)

Drinking tea at work
the master of computers
dominating all.



Troublesome fallout
it almost works perfectly
How irritating.



Sim City again
I didn't know there were four!
I play happily



My forum is white.
Demoralizing event
I almost gave up.



The punishing sun
unleashing his fury down
--Black interior.



SSL set-up
These people have no idea
The hell I spare them.

Fallout (July 10th, 2005)

Beauty of fallout,
a wonder from my childhood.
Addicted to drugs.



Radioactive
Dangerous life in the wastes.
That's what drugs are for.



Out of my way friend.
You'd best watch your mouth as well
or I'll cut your groin.



Even in the wastes
the "Vault Dweller's" kin travel
A wake of good deeds.



(I finally got the "Monkey Business" video up and running. Check it out.)

Mosquito Commando (June 30th, 2005)

Nine times he bit me
If only eight was enough...
Destroyed by his greed.

Archive (May 10th to June 29th)

Blah
(May 10, 2005)



The last day of school--
Preparing for a final?
Obviously not.



Four thirty AM
Is it late or early?
Midpoint of the night.



Of all that I know
This is one I never got
I cannot study.



A late night movie
Turns into two and then three
I try to study.

---

Untitled
(May 11, 2005)



Canterbury Club
cards fly like bombs in the field
a fight for the chips.

---

Virtualalex.com Haiku Contest Winning Haiku (Mine)
(May 15, 2005)



Kids play lava tag—
Was I ever young enough
to see the lava?

---

Wake up
(May 21, 2005)



Hunger in my dreams
Ready for a massive feast
wake with empty hands



Nap before dinner
A voice tells me to wake up
It's a one way trip



Sad reality
Dry mouth and empty stomach
let me dream again.

---

News Flash
(June 3, 2005)



Finally a job,
a worth human being,
and a full wallet.



A breeze of cold air
In summers relentless heat
Air conditioner.



Alarm clock again
a regular working stiff
with a coffee cup..



Working with father
it's a blessing and a curse.
Home for the weekend.

---

Working Man
(June 9, 2005)



Endless computers
go through me to customers—
Always a good job.

---

Business as Usual
(June 13, 2005)



Initializing.
Working without working
Three progress bars run.



Working while I sip
Tea at home and tea at work
Making work my home.



My golden paycheck,
directly deposited,
it loses something.



TCF account
One hundred ninety dollars
Aching to be spent.

---

Afterparty
(June 26, 2005)



Alcoholic shits
the most heinous of all shits
in my toilet bowl.

---

Work
(June 28, 2005)



Maze of halls an doors
Looking for room one oh one.
University.

---

Ant Infestation
(June 29th, 2005)



Ants in the bathroom
Realized there isn't food.
So they try my bed.



Sprinkled ant poison
It attracts them perfectly
But that’s all it does.



Even though I'm not
I feel like I am itching.
Telepathic ants.

Renga Full Circle

Renga Full Circle
(May 3, 2005)

Obviously spring—
the birds hum their melodies
in the heavy air.

Fighting the humidity
a pair of open windows.

Absorbed in his work
encouragement from music—
The smell of rain drops.

He takes a break from poker
to appreciate the scent.

Flattering red dress
floating past his card table
a trail of perfume.

A mix of exotic fruits
and the sweet smell of woman.

The sultan's chambers—
All of his freedom and joy
he takes for granted.

Men die on the battlefield
fill up a thousand graveyards.

What will run out first
Men, or a place to put them?
Grave keeper wonders.
Surveying his old tool shed
dull and rusty instruments

secured by webbing
a fly struggles to break free.
The spider's mansion.

Deep in the autumn forest
the smell of coming winter.

The over-stressed bear
After seeing the first snowflake
is relieved to sleep.

The mischievous children
watch as he enters the cave.

An expedition—
Favorite action figure
lost in the darkness.

Gathering around the sewer
pulling with all of their strength.

Gazing longingly
the dog fogs up the window
with his rapid breaths.

A dog walk interrupted—
by an emergency call.

Obviously spring—
the birds hum their melodies
in the heavy air.

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