Dear Ispeakonlyinhaiku,

You are the unsung darling of my internet experience. You are my creme de creme, my high quality comment kitten, all that and a bag of chips. Please do, my damsel, save me from eDistress. Let us eDate, or at least eChat.

AIM = janetorpedo

xoxo,

Jane Torpedo

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My Darling Ispeakonlyinhaiku,

With your witty comments, meted out to the luxurious rhythm of 5 – 7 – 5, and my pink typewriter, typifying my third wave inspired, gender dysphoric intelligent conversation cum lust fest, our eLuv was meant to be. Let us configure our thoughts, words, and queer-ass actions into 1s and 0s. Between those lines of 1s and 0s our eCommunication / eCrush / eLuv will blossom, like the bosom of a teenage jezebel mountain gal as fertile as the Tennessee Valley.

And what have you to say? I have emailed you. Please know I hope you use the haiku form for purposes of comfort, rather than style. Come hither, my eDarling, shed your haiku and reveal yourself in supple prose.

Xoxo,

Jane Torpedo