fucked up sylvia plath didn't have the internet or a smart phone. i don't have to choose any one fig, i can do a zillion of them
i can just download sunvox.exe and play some tunes on the train
and then write a bad poem before my stop
and then i read how to write a raytracer on my phone while walkin to my apartment
and then when i get home i play minecraft with friends
and then post pictures of my butt to my nsfw twitte
and then like tweets by scientists on my science twitter
then i sit down with my roommates cat and doodle a little comic
and then i go to jstpst dot net to pretend to dunk on one of the most fascinating and tragic poets i know of
fuck!! i dropped all my fig newtons!!