Thursday, October 21, 2010

Tweet poem

Today's immortal lines from the ever-continuing tweet poem, the "longest poem in the world":

..."ever though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made.
I just looked at this week's calendar and I'm very afraid.
And suddenly I'm not sleepy anymore. I'd die for some cereal.
Crap. I have to take a dump and I am out of reading material."

Somehow, that just says it all.

(see also earlier post at auto poetry, part 3)

1 comment:

Geoffrey A. Landis said...

Hmmm-- "longest poem in the world" seems to have ended or at lest gotten stuck at those lines.


The poet doesn't invent. He listens. ~Jean Cocteau