Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Day The Internet Exploded

broken hyper links
shatter monitors
like shards of paint through shuttle windows in the vacuum of space
banner advertisements
implanted in heads
they say 'hit the monkey!'
they say 'find ur crush!'
fragments of pornography
penetrate flesh and bone
mid orgasm
while dear old nan
cops an e-mail like a freight train
“have a happy healthy sixty eighth”
as it derails through her face