A Poem To The Terrorist Of Email Prosody
keep deleting my beats—
you crooked leech
you Faithless cyber-nut
you beaten pedophile of poetic thoughts
you pungent troll who hides behind computer keys you’ll never master
you’re too scared to write about life
you haven’t lived it
perhaps you should have
from a madman belonging to a generation of
who have more to say than you.
so keep clicking away on your dejected mouse
[you cowardly terrorist]
while [we] plug away madness too alive to fade.
gifted creator: Tsubota