“The best minds of my generation are thinking about how to make people click ads.”
—Bloomsburg Business Week
I was reading The Atlantic—
“Where Pedantic Meets Semantic”—
When the screen began its frantic
Blinking, and it wouldn’t stop.
Something mindless—Would I like a
Lesson on a balalaika?
Granite, laminate, formica—
Your Home Depot, where to shop.
So I found myself star-gazing
At New Yorker verse—amazing,
That impenetrable phrasing,
When it started up again:
Monitor beamed up more folly,
Try a Taco Bell tamale.
In the toolbar, Hello, Dolly
(Dolly’s a Parisienne).
Potash—wonder cure for cancer.
Morgan Stanley has the answer.
Find your inner belly dancer—
Click on Rock and Roll, and scroll.
Oh, if only some inventor
Could defeat this shopping center
With a Pop-ups-Dare-Not-Enter-
This poem first appeared in Light Quarterly.
Used with the author’s permission.