Tuesday, October 29, 2013

text message poetry

FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS

gotta love cheekbones
outside when youre ready
I ate an incredible amount of pasta
I didn't sleep very well

Googled it and he's definitely her brother
void the top fuel line

how did they know we wanted them in
               bath robes?
assholes with daddy issues
are you coming home for lunch?
OOPS that was meant for adrian lol!

the old dutch rep gives us credit
Dad's leg is still messed up

the guy was a white cowboy
I guess I nicknamed you Poohead

Why was Brad carrying chalk
          in his pocket?
Its our soooooooooooooong
he was a TA

The Ianto situation is really upsetting
Uh oh, what happened?

1 comment:

  1. why didn't you submit this for the poetry submission comments evaluationings!?

    woyikews! that's wow meets yikes. great title. alludes to happy meme-like savvy (forget literary allusions, today wants poop culture allusions), but also admits the privilege of the genre: poetry! a dynamic/frenetic suite of references, and very real-world toned. the true "first world problem" of this poem is exactly the final line, asking for clarification about the hyper-velocity of the aforementioned data-mosh-wash! insomnia, name-calling, misdirected questions, unexplained chalk... trivial trials of our everyday! and my own unfamiliarity of the "lanto situation" only secures my fascination/involvement with the poem's knowingness!

    i wonder if the chalk and TA lines need to be a bit further a part or dis tanced?

    the only questions I have is this: how often do you texts storm and strum, because i'd likey to read more of these!

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