poetry is just dj-ing with text
Oh no my eggs are burning
But itâs ok because
Clay pigeons is playing at full volume
And no
Not the original version
(The Micheal Cera version because
Thatâs the one that sounds the most like you
And whatever happened to him anyway?
I should google it.
Oh I had no idea he was Canadian
Thatâs cool. Iâm going to Vancouver in June. Wait
What was I saying? Oh yeah Micheal CeraâŚ
He was in that movie
Nick and Noraâs infinite
Playlist. With Kat Dennings everyone
Always said I look âjust
Like herâ apparently
Michael Cera is going to
Oh my god he is 1.75m tall?
I thought he was short for
Some reason though maybe
That is short idk
Right, yes⌠he is going to be in
Wes Andersonâs new film
Neat)
So, I did not do all that. But the songs are
a lovely playlist in my mind
as I walk to get the dog from the salon
that randomly starts pure shores after Dido
while I may have been hoping for Stan
remembering the time it came out as a
extremely weird but fun time in my life
when music was not to be found on
streaming services that did not exist then
but p2p big boy Napster that maybe
if the Social Network is accurate for just
that bit has been a precursor to Facebook
as I said weird times but nevertheless
what really stucks in my mind from reading
this poem is tatatada tatatada oh how I love
Suzanne Vega for making that song breaking
so many pop rules in those Italo days of
the early eighties when I was nine or so.
Even though I plan to cut off Say What You Want (1997)
and play Suzanne Vega's tatatada tatatada
I decide to keep listening and press post on this comment
on your amazingly cool and inspiring poem.
Oh no my eggs are burning
But itâs ok because
Clay pigeons is playing at full volume
And no
Not the original version
(The Micheal Cera version because
Thatâs the one that sounds the most like you
And whatever happened to him anyway?
I should google it.
Oh I had no idea he was Canadian
Thatâs cool. Iâm going to Vancouver in June. Wait
What was I saying? Oh yeah Micheal CeraâŚ
He was in that movie
Nick and Noraâs infinite
Playlist. With Kat Dennings everyone
Always said I look âjust
Like herâ apparently
Michael Cera is going to
Oh my god he is 1.75m tall?
I thought he was short for
Some reason though maybe
That is short idk
Right, yes⌠he is going to be in
Wes Andersonâs new film
Neat)
So, I did not do all that. But the songs are
a lovely playlist in my mind
as I walk to get the dog from the salon
that randomly starts pure shores after Dido
while I may have been hoping for Stan
remembering the time it came out as a
extremely weird but fun time in my life
when music was not to be found on
streaming services that did not exist then
but p2p big boy Napster that maybe
if the Social Network is accurate for just
that bit has been a precursor to Facebook
as I said weird times but nevertheless
what really stucks in my mind from reading
this poem is tatatada tatatada oh how I love
Suzanne Vega for making that song breaking
so many pop rules in those Italo days of
the early eighties when I was nine or so.
Even though I plan to cut off Say What You Want (1997)
and play Suzanne Vega's tatatada tatatada
I decide to keep listening and press post on this comment
on your amazingly cool and inspiring poem.