Google someone
on the Good Internet
it could make you smile.
Like your shy neighbor
the one who doesn’t talk much
not a lot of eye contact
at the mailbox
the one who practices his violin
at the oddest hours.
Google him and you discover
he has a glass eye
result of his heroism
in the Na Trang Valley Massacre in Nam
he has an M.A. degree in divinity
his wife and children died in a housefire
when he was away on a business trip
some years ago
and all you can do
in your shameful paranoid way
is google him
to find the dirt
but there isn’t any
and you wish
there was something
sweet about you
on the Good internet.
Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 7:47 AM UTC
Google someone
on the Good Internet
it could make you smile.
Like your shy neighbor
the one who doesn’t talk much
not a lot of eye contact
at the mailbox
the one who practices his violin
at the oddest hours.
Google him and you discover
he has a glass eye
result of his heroism
in the Na Trang Valley Massacre in Nam
he has an M.A. degree in divinity
his wife and children died in a housefire
when he was away on a business trip
some years ago
and all you can do
in your shameful paranoid way
is google him
to find the dirt
but there isn’t any
and you wish
there was something
sweet about you
on the Good internet.
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