1040.

It's like every boy's
secret worst fear rolled into
a cold, dripping mess.

1039.

Even though nothing
says haiku topics quite like
sodomy and sad.

1038.

Now comes the overt
attempt to over-handed
shift the direction.

1037.

Of course, the mental
image on that depends on
the choice of vision.

1036.

When the fucking comes
so frequently that the ass
doesn't even flinch.

1035.

Irony on the
edge of each machination.
Tender sodomy.

1034.

A game of portend
and foreshadow that fucks its
own agenda first.