this emotion was a little e-book
by Tao Lin

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i’ll write another poem instead of looking for a job

i’m going to look at madison, wisconsin through a telescope then move there

five-million-dollar poems are going to come from my head if i move from new york to wisconsin

each word i type further alienates me from other human beings

i am willing to interpret an alien crash-landing a UFO in wisconsin as a ‘desperate cry for help’

i just feel alienated from the noises that are coming out of your head

i’m going to look at other human beings through a telescope then make a desperate noise

five million dollars wouldn’t really further alienate me from my poetry

i’m going to stare at my poetry then move my desperate noise there

‘good idea,’ i just typed

i feel that i just further alienated myself from my own desperate poem

human beings who interpret my poetry as a ‘cry for help’ further alienate me generally

i feel alienated from the noises that just came out of my cell phone

i’m going to look at you through a telescope then move there for help

from outer space madison, wisconsin looks and feels like a ‘desperately good idea’

i feel that helping an alien crash-land a five-million-dollar UFO is a really desperate thing to do

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i feel that my poetry is fucking stupid