Summer is the screaming seahorse’s season. In the summer seahorses come out of the sea and play volleyball. Thought Walter Mackey named it for its absurdity. Only recently did I see these seahorses come out of the water, wailing with their seahorse calls. Look back in history about sirens leading sailors to their deaths. It was seahorses, not mermaids.
Wallace Barker tries to call someone. They don’t pick up. Checks the internet, nope they aren’t there either. Digital presences are huge. Sometimes IRL is the only way people live. Look at the Amish. Wonder if they even know what an online presence is. The Amish probably know more about barn-raising and butter churning than we do. Poor Wallace does not escape his longing for someone else. He gets hit on by a car.
Cayla Lockwood has her patented images. Her first subject looks anxious about her future. It is an old picture. Wonder if everything was properly resolved. Two tongues almost meet. Zombie Zooey Deschanel steals the show. Quirky Zombies are the hippest things lately. Go to New York. They are all over the place with headphones wrapped around their heads. Clearly they are listening to instructions on how to destroy humanity.
Dre Green thinks about the past. She needs coffee in the morning. Me, I do not touch the stuff. Every day I wake up I greet the day with open arms. Caffeine cannot replicate my joy for life. At least she digs men’s minds in a literal, ice cream scooper kind of way. Brains are the coffee of thoughts. Ask Zombies.
Walter Mackey refuses to support the ‘Blackberry’ device. Some bro plays ‘Brickbreaker’ on his phone. I have no idea what that game is about. Think ‘Brickbreaker’ is game about restoring old factories and warehouses into luxury lofts. Walter and I wear the same size of jeans. Glad Walter and I can re-create ‘The Brotherhood of the Traveling Pants’.
Michael Sajdack finds himself on Google. Usually finding yourself takes years of hardship and inner struggle. Thank you Google for making finding yourself so easy! Thought I was going to have to go backpacking somewhere for the same experience.
Otis Rachtman tries to connect to a stranger-bot on the internet. Internet bots are usually for porn. Miss the days when you could mess with the bot and it would create new responses based off of what you said. Bots don’t even listen anymore. It’s a sad world.
Evan Storey knows the innards of the ears. They are marvelous things. Internet personas fool many but not Evan. Voices lift Evan up. That’s good. I enjoy optimistic voices. Optimism is in short supply. America must build up its optimism reserves.
Clarissa Ames knows a lot. I like the economical work of this poem. Guess she will never relate to the UK’s wonderful people without subtitles.
There you have it. Screaming Seahorse has been around for over a whole half year. In internet terms that’s years. Happy Walter remains committed to this great big thing.