On the internet I could find a man in seconds bending down to lick a woman’s vagina at a party while he masturbates. Never try to subtract words, or anything fancy the time for that is over. And God, if mothers were sexual what could we rely on! Even if it’s light out or chemicals are on your hands take someone else’s food right out of the saucepan and put it in your mouth.
I was on the porch a few minutes ago and could see the moon move because I had the reference point of a power line.
It is right to talk about time going backwards because we just did. And not playing with time is the wrong thing to do. This is Georgia font. A new one. Invented in 1993 specifically for the internet. There's really some awful stuff on the internet.
Georgia is tall. Look how high that IT goes. Love, oh be with me, you know your name, say it, type anything, because they're just letters TO SHOW THE VARIATIONS, but you're saying something without saying something because where this is black are noises and people you've never met.
This A is in Times New Roman and has 4 serifs. See the little knobs jutting out from each leg? Those are serifs. Serif letters create the illusion of a pen-stroke. A sans-serif “a” looks like this: A. This is Verdana. Notice how the bottoms are flat? I find these letters are more honest, true to their formation. For there was never a pen here.
Verdana was designed to be easily read on computer screens (so this is the time for looking at pictures of Goldie Hawn on the internet). Verdana is a portmanteau, a word made of two preexisting words. Verdant means “something green” and Ana is the eldest daughter of the inventor of Verdana.
Verdana was designed to be easily read on computer screens (so this is the time for looking at pictures of Goldie Hawn on the internet). Verdana is a portmanteau, a word made of two preexisting words. Verdant means “something green” and Ana is the eldest daughter of the inventor of Verdana.
Smog is a portmanteau in practice and theory.
Chatroulette.com is a website that pairs strangers from around the world for webcam-based conversations. A visitor is chosen at random and begins an online chat (video, audio and text) with another visitor.
Recently we’ve been talking about the noises in our house: the little clicks and nudges that accompany the clock when you're alone and nobody else can say exactly what anything means.
At any point either user may leave the current conversation by initiating another random connection.
It’s four A.M. and there’s a man squinting outside in Tunisia. A little farm-boy looks wistfully away from the screen. The moon has moved—entering my living room window. A man dances in a wheelchair. A shirtless boy sits all the way across a room. In Idaho, a man masturbates furiously. In Costa Rica, a shadowy room sits empty. And with a flash, I can’t see. A Chinese boy holding a Polaroid picture in front of the screen sits below a single light.
Sea-gray, yellowing. He’s smiling, holding the picture steadily. The shadows arrive like a bruise. A face, looking to the left, with a slight smile. It was only moments ago. I turn to where I was looking and remember nothing. I was dimly happy, it seems. He’s backing toward the door. My lips turn. Eyes at his leg, eyes at his chest. The ceiling a daytime floor never closing. I glance out my window and behind him a door-less doorway floods with light.
2 comments:
"A furious masturbator leans back in his chair." This is a pivotal line. Not just because I'm a dirty-minded raised-on-the-internet twenty-something who'll eat up any poem about masturbation just because it sounds cool. This line is important because it shows this passive sort of fury, this under-the-surface fury. It is a rage that can lean back in a computer chair and go unseen. And this sentiment carries throughout this piece, this underlying kind of anxiety, like one would burst, but then, of course, nobody ever does.
You have this running theme of the internet running throughout this piece. It's slight, but it was enough for me to see this a lot like a person surfing the internet. There are a lot of things going on at once, but if you put all the actions together, they're all going somewhere but stop somewhere in the middle. There's a lot of words here and little cohesion which I think says a lot about the internet and communication.
I like the discussion of the various fonts. The fact-to-fact jumping made me think of someone on Wikipedia. I'd almost just like to see a piece about all the fonts. That might just be me, though.
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