Listen to the world’s best poetry read out loud.

we grew up on html

love was a cartoon heart

pink or red

we dissected some cold slab of meat in science labs

and with that, every Disney film turned dirty

we would publicise our most private thoughts

kidding ourselves it was poetry

when it was catharsis at best

love was chat rooms and msn

love was xxx

love was taken back to the times of courtly love

letters on screens and stomachs

would flip, not with the touch or grip of your crush

but a bedroom blush at the flash from offline to online

love was romance

love was distance

love was a flicker in the periphery

but it always ended in a request for a naked photograph

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♥

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we grew up on html

we edited our lives to make them look better

with sepia and high contrast

with hearts and smilies

we proclaimed our friends as the best in the world

placed them on pedestals

but cried to ourselves when we weren’t number one

on their top friend’s list on MySpace

we grew up on html

but we never truly understood the language

we communicated

a love that was not love at all

xxx