Trailer Trash Haiku
Culture for the Less Sensitive Soul
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Closing Time...
Closing time...
Disobedient legs!
My eyelids ~ so sticky.
Job Huntin'
Job huntin'...
Tomorrow.
Today, I sleep.
Beer can
Beer can...
Clean empty.
Bummer.
I came.
I came.
I saw.
I guzzled.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Whirligigs
Whirligigs...
Flat beer cans, cut crisp...
Wind-sparkles.
Lordamercy!
Lordamercy!
Bubba'n'em
Done got hitched.
I Ain't Sure
I ain't sure
Them spike heels
Is right for church.
Above The Stove
Above the stove;
Dust lays, thick ~
On old grease.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Speckled Lampshade
Speckled lampshade.
Dead moths, in a pile;
Light, glowing dim...
PG Rating?!
PG rating?!
Thet don't make sense.
Just some tits...
Beer. It Ain't Good Warm...
Beer. It ain't good warm.
But, we got no ice.
So... I'll make do.
Bubba! He's So Shy
Bubba! He's so shy.
He won't buy my tampons.
So I got to go.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Git Some Drapes
Git some drapes.
Them winders look
Kinda gap-toothed.
Bicycle Without Spokes
Bicycle without spokes
Setting idle ~
On our front lawn.
That U-Haul
That U-Haul ~
Prob'ly shoulda went back
Two years ago...
Sunset... So Purty
Sunset... so purty.
Our trailer, now rosy pink...
The mud don't show.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Hole in the Roof
Hole in the roof ~
I lay in bed...
Star gazin'.
Fancy Restrunt
Fancy restrunt ~
Cloth napkins... candles...
My beer in a glass!
Winders
Winders ~
All boarded up...
Looks lonesome.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Old Tires
Old tires...
Strewn in a row:
Rubber sidewalk.
Jailbait!
Jailbait!
Although...
She looked eighteen.
Bubba Farted
Bubba farted...
Lord have mercy!
Cler the room!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Commode, Stopped Up
Commode, stopped up.
What a turd!
Git the plunger...
A Touch of Primer
A touch of primer ~
And thet ol' truck
Is good as new.
Look at Thet Fool!
Look at thet fool!
Lord knows, he ain't much...
But he's mine.
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