The thing about Being driven crazy You are never In the driver's seat -Kel Dayheart
Schoolyard Bully
The English language Is a bully That plagiarizes its neighbors And tries to pass the knowledge off As its own work -Kel Dayheart
Directionless
Where is the road To sanity I made a wrong turn Somewhere along the way -Kel Dayheart
Hic- Hic- Hiccup
Whenever I drink I feel like One of the drunken Disney mice With hiccups and all -Kel Dayheart
Just a little rhyme
I haven't a clue On how the bird flew Across the sky blue But I knew It was true. -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #132
The plot, it thickens In a way that could be called Diabolical
Thankful
I thank the girl Who told me I didn't have the brains To understand classic lit Because of her I now know All my favorite books -Kel Dayheart
Life Imitating Art
I find no humor In this parody of life We are living The humor fell flat Two acts ago -Kel Dayheart
Missy
Mischievous in the way she acts Misfortune wrought Misadventure ventured far Misjudged for her Misbehaving behavior, when really she is Misclassified by everyone because of Miscommunication that caused them to Miscalculate her character Missing her true self and Miscasting her to the wrong role Misfashioned as so brought her only Misery -Kel Dayheart
Without a Cause
It's long overdue But baby, I've always been A little bit Of a rebel Procrastination Is my nationality -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 