Pink Slip (May 3, 2006)

Birthday week begins
on an unfortunate note.
Party on friday.


To the management:
I hope you get paralyzed
sooner the better.


If I had the power
to cause cancer with my thoughts—
UCS outbreak.


I lighted the load
with the help of liquor,
and a few good friends.

Load Off (April 26, 2006)

Final projects done
I feel thirteen pounds lighter.
Three tests remaining.


Out in a T-Shirt
I'm sick of it already:
Minnesota spring.


Pencil like a knife
Teacher evaluations;
I hold nothing back.


Brace for the river
Anything but a diamond...
—Seven of diamonds.

Bruno in Trouble (April 24, 2006)

My rebellious child,
expelled from the dog kennel—
Fight instigator.


I pick up Bruno
and take him to McDonalds;
double cheeseburger.


Bruno needs a bath
after the battle royal
I got one as well.

Domino's Pizza (April 21, 2006)

Quadruple seven
Domino domination.
Orgy of pizza.

Leaning Tower of Pizza (April 18, 2006)

The Leaning Tower
uncharted territory
--Celery pizza.


Hot bloody mary.
A flame kindles in my guts
--A spicy future.


Some drink after work,
sympathy for the absent:
gossip festival.


Justin's last week here
UCS without poker?
What a fucking beat!


Robyn and Tina
express thier lesbian love.
Boys with erections.


Bob and Tina chat;
clitoral conversation--
Happy to eavesdrop.

Passover (April 12, 2006)

I leave class early
under Judaism's guise.
Happy passover.

Nap Hunger (April 10, 2006)

Outside birds chirping,
excited about the sun,
wake me for my day.


Everyday in class
I plan on napping later
never follow through.


It's finally warm:
flaunt it if you got it girls!
-Way ahead of me.

Routine (March 29, 2006)

My bedtime thwarted—
friendly instant messages.
That's what friends are for.



Crossword-puzzle class.
the Minnesota Daily.
Lecture provides ambience.



Giant burrito;
double meat, guacamole.
Ten dollar monster.



Grey glow though my blinds
pissed off I do my routine.
Bike seat wet from rain.



My computer works:
harvesting information.
Fishing for torrents.

Doom III (March 23, 2006)

Zombie hamburger
Chain-saw ends their moans and growls
Trusty Beavertooth.



A zombie crumbles;
I scan through his PDA:
Dr. Frank Lamia.



I'd give my pinky
for a case of shotgun shells.
Mag-light lacks in range.

Blizzard (March 15, 2006)

Lonely stoplight
cycling though it's pattern
for a single car.



Poker mistreats me.
All statistics fall apart
when you're running bad.



As soon as snow melts
the clouds unleash punishment .
A ten-inch surprise.

Last Day 'for Break (March 9, 2006)

Queen of diamonds cries;
the diamond king unfaithful.
Slut—Queen of hearts


Dozing through classes
I look forward to coffee.
Make up for my loss.


Buttons on my coat
ponder their experience
with me—and before.


Low-life professor.
I try to pass the class-time
by wishing ill-will.

Hate School (March 6, 2006)

A gigantic mug—
too big for coffee or tea
perfect size for soup.


Multiple choice test,
like jigsaw word puzzle.
I am good at those.


Douche-bag manager
false sense of accomplishment
an enormous head.

I Hate School (February 22, 2006)

Less students in class
with each passing meeting.
Sand in an hourglass.



Going to bed so late
I only dream on weekends.
Weekdays are all "snooze."

Winter Still (February 21, 2006)

Heavy handedly
the winter proves it's presence:
Negative twenty.



A lurking vulture
frostbite follows me to school
as I ride my bike.



I punch in at work
a cup of tea and some jokes
some work on the side.



Cracking my knuckles
annoying for some, I know—
but I am addicted.



Awful professor.
if you have a heart attack
I wont feel bad.

Biking to School (February 15, 2006)

Miserable bike ride—
The frigid wind of needles
tries to steal my hat.



Bike to school each day
three years I attend classes
haven't learned a thing.



Another lecture—
sounds like Charlie Brown's teacher.
Each class is the same

Wednesday as aids (February 8, 2006)

Notebook goes missing
and all the haiku with it,
yet to be processed.



Frivolous lawsuit
iPods cause loss of hearing?
Common sense — gets raped.



Is he poor or rich?
My subconscious wonders
as I rake his chips.



A boy and girl flirt.
Makes me wonder if they know
how obvious it is.



The cold room gets hot
after three hours of class—
gyrating bodies.

Russian Class (January 25, 2006)

Russian saturation.
Half the class, native speakers
half americans.



High school portages?
Or just obnoxious natives?
Only time will tell.



Talk amongst themselves
I can't help but listen
Fein non-fluency.

iPod (January 23, 2006)

Girl in my classes.
I sit near her in them both.
One last semester.



I use my ipod
as I ride from class to class.
I fit right in.

Broken Watch (January 17, 2006)

My naked left wrist
is now a familiar sight.
Trusty watch— Broken.



School begins a new
as if it never ended.
I can't wait to learn.



The first day of class
six people already tardy.
I bet they get Ds.

Dress to Get Screwed Party (January 14, 2006)

Bra and underwear
everyone wants to do it.
I give an excuse.



Two dozen wet towels,
We resorted to laundry
to dry hot tubbers.