E-mail this to a friend / neighbour / influential publisher To (Email):  From (Email):  Message:  From (Name):  The Coldest Day 5/17/2005 1:34:49 PM Icy daggers pierce my heart While I bathe in the cold light of her death stare Her shrill complaints freeze my soul And my testicles Whoosh!  Whoosh!  Swish! I duck and weave to avoid the mug, the cordless phone, and the letter opener Tick-Toc, Tick-Toc, Thwack! I catch a small, heavy clock With my forehead What time is it? Why time to cauterize the wound, of course! But what’s this? My love holds in her supple hands a two by four Not the face!  Not the face! Okay, the face it is. I can’t believe I forgot her birthday Again Past Poetry 9/23/2003 Ode to that Flat, Furry Thing I Saw on the Highway 10/24/2003 Chicken Chicken 10/31/2003 I Frolic in Hope's Graveyard 11/7/2003 Friend, Brother, Chimpanzee & Hey There, Monkey 11/14/2003 A Selection of Haiku 11/20/2003 The Journey 11/27/2003 My Ass is Huge 12/5/2003 Gross Refrigerator 12/11/2003 Another Selection of Haiku 5/11/2004 On the Nature of Relationships 1/9/2004 Yet Another Delightful Selection of Haiku 1/15/2004 Side Effects 1/23/2004 Hey, look… Haiku! 1/30/2004 The Conquerer 2/6/2004 Yep… More Haiku 8/8/2004 I Listen to my Body 2/20/2004 Bring on the Haiku 2/27/2004 Come for the Hai, Stay for the Ku 3/11/2004 Ode to the Sad Looking Plant in the Corner of the Room 3/26/2004 Poem by a Guy I'd Rather Not Spend a Lot of Time With & The Commute 4/8/2004 My Morning Coffee 4/29/2004 Remembrance of Investments 9/29/2004 Medical Waste 5/17/2005 The Coldest Day Buy some Ass!

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