Johnny Masuda

Reply to Veterans and Newlyweds in Poetry JoeUser Forums

This is really a couple of poems. The first ought to end with "what married couple hasn't?" God, can you believe it, an attempt to be constructive. Too funny. Johnny

Reply to The Earth Keeps Spinning in Poetry JoeUser Forums

You are the Man, Brother!! Johnny

Reply to Shortcuts Never Pay Off For Me in Poetry JoeUser Forums

Are you still whining? Jeez, brother, put down the load and get loaded. lol good stuff. I wanna buy the book, but lulu doesn't take food stamps. Johnny

Reply to JOE USER IS FOR PANSY-A** WHINY WEAKLINGS in Blog Communities JoeUser Forums

this makes my ass hurt. Obviously, I'm a true JoeUser loser. Johnny

Reply to GUNSLINGER in Art JoeUser Forums

I liked this one as well. Good stuff. Johnny

Reply to Anita (July 15, 2006) in Poetry JoeUser Forums

Jeeeeez, I think I'm gonna be sick. Johnny

Reply to The Runaway Balloon in Poetry JoeUser Forums

Jeeeez, you sap! you have truly been sucked in. Loved it, you nut. Johnny

Reply to You Don't Have to See Me for Father's Day in Poetry JoeUser Forums

I knew you'd get through it. I love you, bro! Johnny

The elegantly dressed man in Art JoeUser Forums

when I was seventeen as is the custom of the poor I traveled by Greyhound I was going to visit my grandfather in Bakersfield as I sat in the LA terminal feeding quarters into the tiny television screens firmly bolted to the arm of the chair an elegantly dressed man came walking toward me he had

MySpace girl in Art JoeUser Forums

I'm in love with a MySpace girl she's so extreme and lean and mean the kind of girl you want to cuddle and chew razorblades with while chatting about the bell of the ball or the best way to poison you dearest friend she's special my Chrissie doig cartwheels over our heads just slow enough for the droplets of bloody lo

Reply to The Unrepentant Jew Speaks in Poetry JoeUser Forums

and you wanted to bring the nails to my crucifixion...hahahaha Johnny

A note for Amanda in Art JoeUser Forums

you are graduating today eighteen years old and ready to bury the world in your wake the coming days weeks months years will move with ever increasing speed and tomorrows will travel into yesterdays and hardly a moment to look back and remember an old man that used to walk you to the swimming pool or bake psychedelic cooki

No ones dead--yet in Art JoeUser Forums

I needed a tune-up something to cleanse the soul and hold the demons at bay a spiritual thing, so I went to a deliverance meeting I listened intently wanting to be honest in my efforts and I shyly went to join the line to be prayed over when it was done, waiting to pray for us was a friend, a retired investment

Having fun in Art JoeUser Forums

it was Saturday night Drexel beat me three out of five playing ten-thousand, watching him roll a joint I asked him "what's up for tomorrow?" "I'm gonna check out a side job finishing some guy's bad window repair." he said smiling and licking the joint like a Cuban cigar, "I'm going to church to throw-up

Why I hate cracker jacks in Art JoeUser Forums

God is a bartender that's heard it all and the devil plays guitar in my kitchen dreaming of the glory days they both sing like it's all been said before and life lack surprises, but when I was seventeen, the mail came addressed to my long dead father, hero of the navy, sailor of the seven seas, man of mystery and susp

Reply to Quality Time with the Talking Monkey in Poetry JoeUser Forums

Knock it off! you're gonna make me cry. Tell the fireball I love her. Uncle johnny

What do you want? in Art JoeUser Forums

what do you want, Johnny? want--what do I want? why do I have to want anything? don't I have enough? I have enough crap in my life, dishes that need to be washed clothes that need to be folded a bedroom that hasn't seen the floor in months, maybe years, theres bird shit on the floor and somewhere in t

We all want to be close in Art JoeUser Forums

every few days my friend from Oregon stops by to call his little girl--it's painful, hurtful, cruel, and precious in a moment as birth, he's a hard son-of-a-bitch works with his hands drifts from here to there, town to town, carpenter in this one, painter in the next, but she's his tender spot, his heart and he knows she

I'm a role-model in Art JoeUser Forums

I'm feeling older--so much older, but not so much wiser than say a few years ago, my pieces and parts ache and make me groan more than I'd like and I don't run, you'd think I'd mellow out a little choosing quiet friends that play cards on Tuesdays and sip mint juleps and talk about the crazy lady on the third floor,

The devil came to visit in Art JoeUser Forums

the devil came to visit today he brought a bag of weed a six pack of beer some morphine sulfate and a crazy-colored crayon picture from his daughter Zoe, he comes by to watch me rot feet swollen like sausages plumped up from the grill skin molted layers of brown onions scared from years of ulcerated disease,

Such a bastard in Art JoeUser Forums

there's whimpering in the air and the scent of spring lays in the ashes of cigarettes smoked after mad fucking and delirious melodrama and words spoken needlessly, "did you cum?" yeah, I came, but the flare wasn't a cloud burst or pyro's fire display, but yeah, I came there are birds sitting in a tree and dropp

So i can sleep in Art JoeUser Forums

sometimes late at night when the desire to sleep can't find a way home and the babies of madness dance in a bloody mockery of peace and contentment to finally leave me motionless and aware-less of self and others, just sitting in my aloneness waiting for something, anything, everything to come screaming across my soul

Your last days in Art JoeUser Forums

when I think about your last days on this planet of madness I am driven to a depth deeper than I can fathom, you had a stroke they said over the phone three thousand miles away, they said you were wild and uncontrollable--they had to put you in restraints and fill you with sedatives, I asked, "does he have his hearing aid

Thanks for the beer in Art JoeUser Forums

I shook hands with a politician today it left my hand oily and sticky to the touch, he wanted to know my thoughts on the current state of affairs, I only went there for the free lunch and beer, I couldn't care less if he was a Republican or a Democrat or the king of Persia, he didn't have answers for what concerned me,<

Justify myself in Art JoeUser Forums

what do I have that I could ransom for the sins of my life, what item of worth will save my ass when the collector comes calling, will my box of hope be enough to keep me free of the burning accusations circling like vultures waiting to pick fresh meat from my dying bones, what about the wellspring of good intent tha