The internet has been down all day. It’s down while I’m writing this. I miss the internet. I even drew a picture of me missing the internet.
No. I’m not a professional artist. I’m just someone missing the internet. (I drew it with my finger on the laptop paint program. You never would have guessed, would you?) The word internet has a beat all of its own. Have you noticed? Internet. In♥ter♥net. This makes me think of So I Married an Ax Murderer. I’d look it up on Hulu but… you know…so I’ll write my own beat poem.
Sad sultry siren of the screen.
You are out.
I am alone?
I can’t look up
How the poem went
I blame Qwest
Or whateverinthecrap they’re calling themselves
My family misses the internet too. The kids have had to ride bikes and play with toys today. Can you imagine? Here’s what we look like without the internet.