a poem for today, 13 July 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of five sentences and its image]
If you want to be a clown do that stuff on your reality show.
Mankind has finally created an exit whereby he may escape.
Please remember that none of it is an accurate representation, and most of it is researched and designed to make you feel bad.
I found the statement offensive, misogynistic, fetishistic, inappropriate, sexist, self-obsessed, destructive and just plain silly.
It's like cocktail on a budget, but if you're on a budget you're not going for a cocktail.