the interweb is a magical place where anyone can be an idiot.

poetry

we shed the chains of social construction
and willingly stand before others in our
much-too-holey-briefs, and curse with
words we’ve only heard on animated television
shows because at work i’m to be respectable
but here, in this magical place, i can be
anyone.

my chosen character is a 13 year old idiot
i call [SoB]haNk451.

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