i am drunk and on the internet
i am drunk and on the internet
this is the only way
i can type i miss my dog
more than you
my heart is a text box
my heart is 140 words
or less
im deleting my facebook
to show you
i can delete my facebook
and still exist
in your memory
in the memory of the
this poem is
in memoriam
of my dead face
book page
this poem drowned
in a Solo cup
Microsoft word
is so fucked
update yourself bitch
i wish i could get drunk
via misspelled text messages
i wish i could pretend to
misspell i love you
i wish i could pregame
then go to sleep
this night will be the same
whether i go out or not
my bones will still
be so cold

-allison becker