I write a lot of what are considered performance-oriented pieces. Sometimes I feel my poems are just artfully arranged slices of my life, thought out a little abstractly. However, this thing is just completely silly, which is why I like it so much. I think I am also posting it for George's benefit, since he was the creator of a t-shirt that informed the masses that diabetes "sUx0rZ".
(WARNING TO POETRY PURISTS...if you're expecting "Leaves of Grass" or something like it, you might want to go elsewhere.)
Super-1337 Internet Love Poem
I think U R hawt
U R makin’ me sad
U say U won’t go out w/me.
That’s what I get checkin’ name and face
Instead of “martial status”
All up on MySpace.
U R so sweet
Be my less-than-three! <3
I saw your profile on SuicideGirls
Baby, you had me at:
“Hi, my name is Drone.
I’m 5’3” and my interests include
Tats, piercings, black hair dye, black eyeliner,
The music of The Smiths, The Cure and Joy Division,
And my exposed ribcage.
My astrological sign? Hmmm…
And the weirdest place I’ve ever done it is
IN MY DIRTY ASS!!”
U roXorZ my Box0rZ
O can’t U C?
That I am t e h suck
And U R t e h rawk
And I am t e h crap
And U R t e h 1337
And I am just the dial-up to your cable modem
And I am the spelling of the word “the” as t-e-h
And U R the complete and utter bastardization of
Proper English and grammar
Via the internet.
U R t e h hawtness!
Plz IM me.
Hope you had fun reading it. I certainly enjoy performing it. Meanwhile, it's lunchtime here in Blue Bell. Think I'll go heat up some soup. Maybe more poems to follow this week.