next stop: atlantic avenue. next stop: christopher street. next stop: transfer to the a, c, or e

Here, Internet: I wrote you a few haiku that I sincerely hope you’ll read and then read again, then maybe print out and tape to your bathroom mirror so you can spend the appropriate amount of time reflecting on them, the “call to action” in particular.

I might like you more
if, after reading this poem,
you showed me your boobs.

While you’re taking pics,
know I’d also like to see
your ass and/or vag.

Don’t spread your legs, though;
I’m looking for sexy, not
biology class.

You can send the photos to norris93 at the gmail, and I’ll look at them at my leisure.