Rebecca Hawkes performing at Show Ponies

BooksJanuary 15, 2021

The Friday Poem: While you were partying I studied the blade by Rebecca Hawkes

Rebecca Hawkes performing at Show Ponies

The first Friday Poem for 2021 is by Wellington poet Rebecca Hawkes.

While you were partying I studied the blade

I your ever-loving edgelord         God-emperor
of the bot army & bitcoin mine         subsisting
on an IV drip of gamer girl bathwater
finally           my loneliness
is your responsibility……….        you see
I need a girlfriend        
assigned to me by the state
real socialists 
redistribute…………    pussy

……….I see no rational problem with this
I have performed significant research           
through free to view explicit streaming services        
so I am         confident
that everyone is always coming simultaneously
………………..except for me
it’s like the world is one big wheelbarrow race
& I’m the only one who couldn’t find a buddy    

so while you walked around on your hands and knees     panting
I have amassed a fine array of collectable weaponry
live by the sword        die by the crushing solitude………. 

while you downloaded & deleted dating apps
I educated myself        via gentleman vloggers    
analysing the acceptable minimum
age at which to ask a girl for feet pics
the good sirs of swordplay          & semiautomatics
we are fully loaded martyrs to love……… benevolently
contemptuous………. we’re the last true romantics
& our bookshelves are stacked with expensive mecha busts
& tasteful ornamental skulls……………

while you’re all “well actually
the theory of hegemonic masculinity
specifically says that most men never wholly access the promises
of male privilege under patriarchy”         what I hear is      
you admit there’s a human pyramid
& if I play the game right                  I can climb
over the heaving crush of bodies         to the very tip of it

I          the whole world’s unsung hero    
adrift in a musky nimbus of antiperspirant &
reconstituted corn snack seasoning
my bloodshot overstimulated isolation
endless as the feed that leaves me empty………..

because despite all my logic & reason
my need to get truly loved is in everything
like the real conspiracy of 5G           
contaminating my cells             
a permeating frequency         
       in desperate vibration  
to be the little spoon    

to wake up wrapped in you
to find the tender grass on our 
oddly monocultural lawn
sopping with real mountain dew………..
lurid syrup so hi-fructose our arteries explode together

yes……..    once you are mine          I will be so sweet to you
I have perfected every detail of the fantasy       
I have modelled it in unreal engine
& acted it out with my Sims family

so while you took our potential coupledom for granted
I burned for this love
like a telecommunications tower……………
look upon me as I demonstrate
I am climbing the e-sports studio of the SkyTower right now
with terrible purpose       
to set myself on fire        
screaming ALL WOMEN DID THIS TO ME
like King Kong the world’s most legendary incel
sacrificing himself for a spoilt bitch he’ll never get with
I am so noble       
I am sacrificing myself for all women

the big gorilla got his name in global lights
a sympathetic screenplay for the pathetic simp
so the least you could do is         promise me
the convenience of your body

you are a special prize          for nice guys
O moist femoid               your hot 
wet heart merely another
collection of holes      I hope to fill……..
but once you swallow
my redpill              if u can prove
that you are within 5 points of my IQ     
I’ll let you see my             Rick & Morty tattoo…………………..

oho…….       well           actually
while you blocked me on all your social media
I have discovered true community        & we
have developed a solution           for all men

the men are going our own way………….
the men are going to get what we deserve……..
the men will not say where we are going
just that you are not invited…………………
the men are going             
we are going     for real this time…………….

but we will keep turning around         
to check that you’re still watching

 

The Friday Poem is edited by Chris Tse. Submissions are currently closed and will open again in March 2021.

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