Looking through an old notebook I just found a poem I wrote when I was about 20. I'm not exactly sure who it's about, certainly not about the person I was having a relationship with at the time. I think it was more of a general attack on a certain brand of people I was friends with. It made me laugh.

Poem.

You know we had a blast

but our love would never last

if you continued to quote Donnie Darko

to prove you were so deep

and worth listening to.

You're really not.

I hate that dye in your hair

baby, it's just too much to bare

and I tried to ignore stories about your childhood

I mean really,

you had it pretty good.

Oh yeah, and your myspace page is fucking ridiculous.

Vera Bermuda, amusing herself since '86.