Haiku
Meditate upon the meaning of this...
to spew as my beer
what is the nature of creek?
it empty the cloud
I, like a rabbit
like a deer tick, he rides sly
it prepares a key
crisp child assembles
artificial crowds bemuse
you paint a nausea
Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture
for thirty (30) minutes.
From here, you could zip over to
my main gweep page.
Cheers,
Joe Provo