copyright 2006 Fear Knocks
Ozzy Akuma

        Eternal darkness
        Matter unorganized
        God in crucible

                                                                A cockroach listens
                                                                Pauses to feel the rain fall
                                                                Alone in fall out 

                
                        From deep questioning
                        The seed illumination
                        Insanity



                                                A big game hunter
                                                Stalks the prey in the day light
                                                She is innocent


        Twisted and Evil
        It lurks in the mundane of…
        "Class, open your books…"


                                                        Young girls playing house
                                                        Young boys playing hide and seek
                                                        Everyone will die



                                                                                        Alone girls walk home
                                                                                        Alone women leave boredom
                                                                                        And killer makes three


                                        Angels not happy
                                        Envying, chilling and killing
                                        Cherries blossoming


        Life is deception
        Death is illumination
        Eve could see the truth



                                                        Death is not Winter
                                                        To bring Death is to bring Life
                                                        She stopped screaming
Despite writing dark and chilling haiku about killing women, Ozzy Azuma really does like girls.  His self-portrait, at right, is more a metaphor than a symbol of what makes him tick: imagination and the beauty in all things femine, even death.  We think he has a very brave wife for posing, although he could have just found the picture on the Internet.  Ozzy lives and works in Monterey, California, loves the constant year-round temperatures, Steinbeck, and all things Pacific Grove.  He plans to keep living life as he always has: one day at a time, waiting for the return of the Monarchs.