"Pretty young girl show?"
Summer sweat runs down my back.
Mekong Whiskey time!
---
numbly hungry not for food
but something aching deep down
maybe those x's can feed...
---
when love is nowhere
a substitute can be found
for a price too dear
---
Youthful waywardness
Needs second thoughts when we know
The Matroesjka's history
---
best actresses tempt
empty hearts or broken dreams
light disperses all
19 comments:
the haggard undead,
neon lit stubbled corpses
dancing forever
I saw triple X
but it wasn't very good
don't like Vin Diesel
Why go to the shop?
Isn't that why internet
is in all our homes..
felix
Thanks Nobby (never thought of that hat one that way but your quite right- these little things become quite adictive
"Pretty young girl show?"
Summer sweat runs down my back.
Mekong Whiskey time!
der schutte
Yay, very good. Speaking of which Felix, we actually do things arse about here. Ordinarily a haiku would be delivered as words alone with us as listeners (or readers) letting the words form the visual in our heads. Here we have the visual and then have that drive the words. Were one an arch traditionalist this would probably qualify as heresy. But me, I find the corelation between inspiration and expression to be endlessly fascinating. In many ways it's the heart of art.
Anyway, the thing is, it's worth keeping in mind that every effort here can be viewed in both directions. Driven, driver, expression of the dichotomy, thirteen syllable feedback loop: hell, even within a droplet of water the possibilities are endless.
Saturday in June,
Fifteen beers at a strip show,
gotta buy some cigs!
der schutte
numbly hungry not for food
but something aching deep down
maybe those x's can feed...
Dollar bills, blue light.
A stupid grin, a Bud light,
Cayenne's table dance!
der schutte
a fire in the brain
now every thought ends with
exclamation mark!
when love is nowhere
a substitute can be found
for a price too dear
Dave! The thought did occur to me to say to you, 'Have you thought of popping over to the haiku blog?' but for some reason I never got around to typing it. But what does it matter since here you are? Very good. No need for me to say anything else since you obviously get the gig.
I find the responses to this picture really interesting. There is a kind of politically correctnessish thing going on and some people feel a kind of sadness. Those neon signs remind me of hilariously funny days of wonderfully misspent youth. Spending a hundred bucks on drinks and table dances, in a stupid attempt to get some bleach blonde to go home with me, and after no success, sitting in the car with a buddy, drinking a Mickeys Bigmouth, rolling a fattie, and laughing hilariously over it.Watching horny salerymen in a bar in Shinjuku, and smoking Mild Sevens...so many good memories of bad things...Maybe I lack some sense of something?...
der schutte
der scgytte
as a young woman i would cry at the randy salesmen slinking away in his raincoat.
for me i guess, growing up in south africa where one would get arrested for an image of a topless woman - it was a pretty good start to potential fuck up one's sexuality.
next time around i want to be a teenager with you.
You know what it is matey. What with you and Na not being in Tokyo, and my mates Warren and Lulu gone from Singapore and KL, the last time I did a trip to Shanghai I put my stop-over into Bangkok thinking 'I'll hit those bars like we did way back when', but it was just fucking tragic mate. It was so desperate, false, and unpleasant that I fled screaming. Somehow my happy lenses had slipped or something. I spent the next day bird-watching in Lumpini Park.
Besides which mate, you did write three haiku all ending in an exclamation mark. I mean... fair's fair. (smiley winky thing)
Not forgetting of course, that naked girls dancing in bars (and appearing in pornos etc.) is all good fun and games as long as it's somebody else's daughter.
I had the same experience in Honolulu a few years ago, and I put it down to not smoking anymore.
I dont know.
der schutte
Yeah, me neither.
best actresses tempt
empty hearts or broken dreams
light disperses all
Candi, and Brandi,
and Lulu live from Cleveland,
over on stage three..
der schutte
FB
Youthful waywardness
Needs second thoughts when we know
The Matroesjka's history.
*********************
Roll up, Roll up and
See the show, a step away
From Heartbreak Hotel
Yeh, I agree with you Nobs, it is part of the route of getting from there to here but now I prefer different streets.
Hey FB, nice one. I looked up 'Matroesjka'. I knew the word but not that spelling. I'd never heard of the show but it's big in Belgium I take it.
anyway I left this one here only because of monkey business with the old man but I'm glad now that I did. It all rounded out nicely. All good and well, but time for a new one this afternoon. I'll pop back then.
Post a Comment