December 15th, 2011 / 12:43 pm
Vicarious MFA

13 Ways of Looking at a Litblog

Among twenty posts,
The only moving thing
Was the Hitler meme.

I was of three minds,
Like a tree
With three Disqus personae.

The litblog whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a big part of the procrastination.

A man and a litblog
Are one.
A man and a woman and a litblog
Are a VIDA pie chart.

I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of turning on the computer
Or the beauty of turning it off,
The moment you hit send
Or just after.

Commenters filled the long box
With lame-ass words.
The shadow of them
replying to each other.
The mood
A shitstorm
An indecipherable cause.

O thin yellow snippet
Why do you imagine golden birds?
Do you not see how the commenters
Flock to the feet
Of your openended question?

I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That ‘experimental literature’ is involved
In what I know.

When Boobs Friday flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.

At the sight of yet another new blogger
Flying in a pink light,
Even the teddy bear-avatar-thing-is-that-a-raccoon-what-is-it?
Would cry out sharply.

He rode over the internet
In a litblog.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his online persona
For relevance.

The river is moving.
God must be off the computer.

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The man sat
And hit refresh.


  1. mimi

      i am one with a blackbird  
      i am one with the internet  
      kinda wish i hadn’t clicked on that boobs friday link tho  
      would prefer not to be one with that  

  2. Deadgodfan1

      Deadgod thinks stevens would be proud

  3. Helen

      The moment just after clicking send…
      you make the fire, and I’ll show you something wonderful, a big ball of errors, melted.

  4. Guestagain

      boobs, hitler, shitstorms, who can help from looking?

  5. Darby Larson

      i forgot about boobs friday

  6. deadgod

      thirteen ways of looking at a ‘thirteen ways of looking at a _____’ poem vs. litblog self-deprecation

      winner:  triskaidekaskopophilia

  7. Laura Carter

      The river is moving; therefore, God is “off.” Nice. :)

  8. Anonymous 

  9. Todd Colby


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