I feel the need to express my political outrage in haiku form tonight. I just don’t know what to say. Let’s just unload a little brain dropping and see how it goes……

Secession might be,
the only valid outcome.
except “eat the rich”.

I guess now that I am home again I have to start paying attention to reality again… in haiku form:

So it’s a trade war
With both our next door neighbors
Trump is a fuck head.

I know that the concept of “mood music” is a thing. Is there also such a thing as a “mood haiku”?

White knuckles, teeth clenched.
All that I see now is red.
Fuck those fascist fucks.

A haiku for the end of the world……

It all ends Monday.
The shit hits the fan for real.
Same shit, different term.

trump is a nazi.
Scum of the earth dontcha know.
Rot in hell, asshole.

A political haiku for you… well… more like a lament for the country I used to live in done in haiku form. Artsy and shit.

Inauguration.
I can’t deal with him again.
It’s so depressing.

Fuck Mark Zuckerberg… in haiku form…

No more fact checking?
Facebook, Instagram, and Threads?
Kill them all with fire.

I think the future of my band will be decided this month. Which way will it go?

Will my band return?
Will we get back together?
I really hope so.

Tomorrow is New Years Eve. Given the state of the world right now… is that a good thing or not??

New Years Eve again.
Just about ’25 time.
The worst year ever?

Spontaneous trip.
Let’s go to New York City.
(after work, of course).