I really dislike the title. egret is a good play on regret, but why not do it within the poem and spare us wondering right away what you are sputtering about. Otherwise good.

It rings like a haiku, and maybe could be a haiku of many verses. Just a thought.

I'm a hoe.

'twas me said the bean to Uranus.

Unreadable smut.

O wait I get it, Dick.

Ahhh, Bush....the pimple on America's ass. Well, one of them anyway....we need some ass Clearasil.

Very good.

Nauseating alliteration would probably improve the second verse. In all other ways this poem was like reading a used nappy.

I will be contacting the F.B.I.

going nowhere, nice...

Nice one! Another great use of a form. The repetition with the driving and the smoking and the reading works really well with this travelog feel. A well-deserved Ten.

"fatigue is my color." - very very good. There are so many standard set pieces in here though, I can't decide if its giving it a classic, or a tired feel. Hmmm... That line though, love that.

Strong stuff. Too strong maybe; such a thing may exist. (I'm put off a bit by the language.)

Good poem about california toilets, though i am not so sure the subject matter really reflects the title.

ANybody who curses at the cubs gets an automatic 10. though this was a very good poem on its own.

10 for "fatigue is my color". There are so many things about this poem I'd change if it were mine; that line isn't one of them.

Don Henley??? Oi vey.

Speaking of those Idol shows, Ben Folds' "Army" is a great model for anyone trying to write ace pop songs. Bjork's "Army of Me" is not.