What is the difference between a female mosquito and a dumb blonde?
And now you wonder what is wrong
with your countless accounts,
who has hacked
& hijacked
you & maybe soon
will leave you totally
accountless.
You really don’t have any idea
who I am, but I know you
are the lice in my fur,
you are Vanitas Vanitatum & Everything
is Vanity:
you would not exist
without me, you would be
nothing & less
than anything you could imagine
without this real writers
like me!
You are the Great Pretender
who always knows it much better,
you who think that you alone can make
the distinction between the Good, the Bad
& the Ugly, between Pulp
& Stiff Upper Class Quality,
you would not believe me if I said
Chris Marlowe II is not
a NickName, he really is
Christopher Marlowe I.
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You cracked
my poems piece
by piece & so I hijacked
your accounts.
You danced
on the grave of the One & Only
Great Writer the World & the Wide
Web have known
and your itsy bitsy titsy
Opinions of a Dumb Blonde
were highly appreciated in the literary puszta
of Triond – they were all
laughing at me.
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You think Chris Marlowe II is just
a UserName, you think
every crazy guy or gall can build
a site & call
it William Shakespeare’s.
But hey, that’s not me, babe.
“He has been lucky,” you think.
“He imagined a scene
in my bathroom and coincidentally
I stood there naked
in front of the mirror” -
and in your worst case scenario
I am just a voyeur
hiding around the corner,
seeing you through his binoculars,
following you down the street,
opening your post.
“The rest is logic,
is empathy,
is Non-
Sense & Sensibility,
is Bad Taste,”
you think, but I say:
‘My ass!”
And I’m coming for you, my dear,
I’m coming to get you
& I will be the One
to delete your sites
& to steal your life,
’cause I am
Your Grim Stalker.
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