Haiku-palooza/poem-splosion-ganza
February 24, 2005
The arty, poemy side of Nick Moose you never wanted to view
Welcome one and all to the Nick Moose’s View first annual Haiku-palooza! Every now and then, I like to ditch the comedy-ish thing that I usually attempt and instead, embrace my first love, the ancient Japanese art of haiku. Well … I’m pretty confident that haikus are Japanese. I know I didn’t invent them. Or did I?
Haiku-palooza, however, is definitely my invention. It’s going to be exactly like Lollapalooza, except instead of being a festival extensively featuring B-grade rock groups that couldn’t get on “Warped Tour,” it’s going to be a column written by me with a bunch of haikus in it.
And this isn’t just any first ever annual Haiku-palooza. It’s the first ever annual Haiku-palooza/poem-splosion-ganza. Meaning some of the poems aren’t haikus cause I couldn’t think of that many.
Now, here’s some haikus for yous! (Notice the deliberate bad grammar for comedic effect?)
n BIBENDUM
made of all white tires
the Michelin Man stands tall
he’s secretly gay
n THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU
fleeing from my house
you give pause by the garden
hey! That’s my lawn gnome!
n ARGUMENTATIVE PROSE
no more full service?
pick up the squeegee jerk-face
you can go to hell
n LET THE GAMES BEGIN
she gave me the cue
naked on the pool table
and those were my balls
n WAS THERE EVER ANY DOUBT?
unicorny whale
swimming in the Antarctic
I think you exist
n MY FETISH
feeling it again
orange marshmallow peanuts
pressed against my flesh
n “YIPES STRIPES”
zebra-flavored gum
taken from me by a man
now that man is dead
n WHY WE BROKE UP
radishes are good
so are your mom and dad
radishes win though
n FRESHMAN YEAR
take the goat mask off
you should really see yourself
masturbating me
n I HATE YOU LATELY
Ronald McDonald
is played by a new guy
I don’t know him now
n ANTIQUES ROAD SHOW
appraise this owl lamp
it’s made of ceramic
ghost-elves live in it
n WHAT HAPPENED?
“Becker” is no good
Ted Danson has gone downhill
life’s a hollow lie
That concludes the haiku portion of our show. Ready yourself now for some mind-blowing free verse:
n SPHINCTER GOBLINS
explosions erupt from the core
molten
but not especially
avalanches as such
that would devour thatched huts
I remember them dancing
or so I thought
parading near the mouth
piercing their javelins
yelling war cries as I cry
and wait
and begin to realize
life’s greatest battles
are waged
inside
my butt
diarrhea rages like a storm
Last, but not least, because some people like poetry that rhymes, and because I said I would mention her in every single column I write this semester:
n LOHAN’S MAN
Lindsay Lohan’s off the hook
she is everywhere I look
every page of Us Weekly
and Rolling Stone magazine
but she made out with “Fez”
that just doesn’t make any sense
her album is pretty decent
I don’t think she has breast implants
she’s like Hilary Duff except she’s smarter
I can’t believe she dated Aaron Carter
thank you.
Nick Moose is a senior “Frankenberry” consumption major and a humor columnist for the Daily Kent Stater. Reach him at [email protected].