Yes, we know we’re no Masaoka Shiki. And we know haiku is much more complex than 5-7-5.
We’ve gotten over it. So should you.
Indecent Haiku began as a way to pass the time on the long metro rides between Manhattan and the ass-end of Queens, where normal people can actually afford to live. Then we had the stupid idea to make our pathetic literary offspring public by creating a webpage. As it turns out, there are lots of people just as bored – and just as eager to write terrible poetry – as us.
And so, due to the wonders of free blogging software, ridiculously cheap hosting, and the vast clouds of sexual frustration and self-loathing that plague the Internet, Indecent Haiku was born.
