Trying to write poetry about the internet is probably a mistake, but I'd be intrested to know what you lot think oF this attempt. And any ideas for a title?

Shouting in the ether
You are only what you make
What you type
is what you are
pictures from the screen-words
reality ignored

reality ignored
the screen-word’s pictures
are what you are
Defining you
made by what you make
Echoes through the ether.

Interesting thought. But do you think we ignore reality or just shape it to our own benefit?(Not that I'm arguing with your poem.)

'bend' doesn't have the same stresses as 'ignore'. It wouldn't work in the poem, even if it is truer, which I don't intend arguing over. The point is that you could be ignoring it, and that would be bad. Maybe. Am I making any sense?

"u r to b 4 me 4ever"

I blame Prince and text messaging.

::snerk:: I blame Prince for a lot.

Well, yeah, sure. Just thinking out loud. I've been known to talk to televisions, too.Your poem made me think,though.

funky x-post, but funny. Bwah.

Your poem made me think,though.

Thinking is good.

Hec, you don't blame Sly Stone?

Hec, you don't blame Sly Stone?

Well, he misspelled ("be mice elf") but he didn't do the "U" "4" thing that Prince did.

Also, Sly & the Family Stone is on my short list of Greatest Bands Ever and it'd seem churlish to blame him when he's had a talent-destroying addiction for the last 30 years.

So, essentially he is harder on himself than you could ever be? Yes, I am making light of another's tragedy. Are we surprised now?