Capital-isms

[RiverNotch]

Pig Pen Canto I

Midway at the end of my life
I woke in the virtual dark.
Whether it was morning or night
I could not say, but cut-ups
had led me into this lost path.
I was met by a Rowens, an Erthona 
and a Thunderembargo,
Their fierce words sent me
fleeing back to my lowland 
of poems no one ever reads.
Out of the online night I spied
another approach and cried out
but it was Knot, whose Grand Macaroon
spreads joy like stars against
the night of invisible words.
“Follow me, and you will find
poems and their soulful critiques,
Alexorande's haunted streets,
Becker’s brief song,
CRNDLSM’s slight of hand
Dukealien’s sober galaxy,
And Bunx' loud song.”
And then he moved on
And I followed him.

I call Beatrice xD