Notes passed in class:
Circle yes no or maybe.
Pages torn from diaries and journals:
Tonight I think I might love...
Haikus carved into the metal floor of the hole where your books are hidden during a quiz:
"School's a chore learning
2B a bore 4eva
while even ugly ducks soar"
Texts sent flickerfast explain why we're still fighting.
ME: And then you said...
YOU: I don't wanna read this ****.
ME: OMFG this **** is what you said!
Emails from spambots clot inboxes with poems that are better than those from most flapping quills and tapping claws,
because they have no reason:
"Earstwhile Hardly asked an clocks raging spleeded
Pills pull grimy stovepots into a curdle stoop.
Click Here. Click Here. Click Here."
