a new poem
Recent text from reannon 's profile pic, superimposed over a picture of Emily herself:
Hi, I'm Emily.
I write poems about Death.
Does that make u, HOT?
Me so horny, baby.
Me love u long time.
But when you're done
Hit the bricks, stud
So I can write a poem.
About you & how you left me.
O. Ennui. Left me hollow.
I'm laughing at myself. But I wrote a little wisp of a poem:
My new modem is beeping.
I am perplexed.
It is my old cell phone
very near to new modem
but neglected on a shelf
about to run out of battery
desperate to get my attention
away from my new iPhone
So sad
I no longer even recognize its voice.
Apologies to murdoch who must suffer witnessing the transformation of life into "art." There are issues. One of my friends was complaining lately about the song that one of her ex-boyfriends wrote about their break up. It's apparently a popular song of his. Just because we can access our prior emotional states does not mean that we live there. (A journal is not a diary, for example.) But privacy must be considered. And people's feelings about thinking they see themselves in the art.
P.S. I did find and flip open the cell in time for it to tell me it was shutting down due to low battery, so I suppose I held it while it died.
Hi, I'm Emily.
I write poems about Death.
Does that make u, HOT?
Me so horny, baby.
Me love u long time.
But when you're done
Hit the bricks, stud
So I can write a poem.
About you & how you left me.
O. Ennui. Left me hollow.
I'm laughing at myself. But I wrote a little wisp of a poem:
My new modem is beeping.
I am perplexed.
It is my old cell phone
very near to new modem
but neglected on a shelf
about to run out of battery
desperate to get my attention
away from my new iPhone
So sad
I no longer even recognize its voice.
Apologies to murdoch who must suffer witnessing the transformation of life into "art." There are issues. One of my friends was complaining lately about the song that one of her ex-boyfriends wrote about their break up. It's apparently a popular song of his. Just because we can access our prior emotional states does not mean that we live there. (A journal is not a diary, for example.) But privacy must be considered. And people's feelings about thinking they see themselves in the art.
P.S. I did find and flip open the cell in time for it to tell me it was shutting down due to low battery, so I suppose I held it while it died.