Oye, pendejo!

Dear Sir on 24th & Treat St., SF:

"Ya estuvo" means quit trying to stab people. The silly knife fight is over. None of your friends feel like identifying your corpse, or testifying against you in a murder trial, so put down the muthafuckin swithblade. Ya estuvo, homie, ya estuvo.

Haiku for H**ko

surf couch, stalk girlfriend

buy some teeth, grow some balls you

washed up punk rock bitch

Housemate Haiku

1

slimy lettuce weeps

your tonic water’s gone flat

where is my butter?

2

bouquet of mold spores
colors bloom in soiled pint glass
please wash some dishes

3

bright green chunks of phlegm

clinging to shared shower floor

fucking hate that shit