True erotic poetry doesn’t come from the heart. It comes from OKCupid.
Elle: Ugh, this dude [on OKC] says he’s a writer and wants to get into a masters program and spells demeanor incorrectly. wtf.
Me: …..okay, see, two simple words like that are just SO unlikely to be typos that he just missed.
Maybe he wants a master’s in CREATIVE WRITING which clearly involves a distinct INABILITY to spell.
Elle: Noooo. There were lots of errors.
and weird/stilted syntax.
He wants to be a journalist, he says.
Me: IT’S HIS INNER ARTIST COMING OUT
Elle: EE CUMMINGS AIN’T GOT SHIT.
Me: TO BONE YOUR BITS/
TO LICK YOUR TITS/
AND YOUR SWAMPY MIRES