Hello I Want My Counter to Skyrocket
by Janan Young
I'm sorry if I disturb you,
but hello I want my flowers to explode
sideways to the cosmos. Call it
middle age crisis. Hello I want
Madonna to find Saddam
while riding her bicycle
and wearing Puma sweats
in England. I want my hello
to hit the charts. My Web page
is just sitting there. I want,
I want, I want. I'm sorry,
can you please help me for free.
I hear you can crash MSIE
with just 5 lines of HTML code.
But, hello, you show me
the URL to a freakish Turkish
comedy. Hello, they've killed
Cal! He was making an under
ground movie with Holly in Seattle.
His address has expired. It must
be a conspiracy. I want my rocket
to sky counter. Just to one thousand
by June. Can you help me
with my code. Hello, hello, hello?
Previously published on Rick Lupert's Poetry Superhighway