addicted to a poet's blog!

run! i say. its like a freekn scary movie.

you are the blond chick that runs naked with
titties bouncing everywhere - in the direction
away from the man with a mask - but towards
his cleverly laid bear trap

run! i think. you are going to die when his
chainsaw greets your screaming lungs.

but websites are just like the movies -
they don't see the monsters like you do.
they can't hear your warnings.
and they always die in the first scene.