Poem Number 19473

Post Erection Tobi

Tobi is a spy, sent from China to New York in order to mitigate US assumptions about the ... nature ... of China. The way those Americans automatically assume everything from Far East is bad? Tobi was sent to secretly dispel that kind of shit. He does it through various means -- sometimes even learning tricks from the streets he inhabits. Motherfucker is intelligent.

As a spy, Tobi can write extremely good English words. This props him up for major positions in places where writing is important. That stop sign on 29th and 6th -- Tobi fucking tagged that shit, totally.

But about 2 and a half months ago, Tobi was stopped by a street person who had chosen the path of campaigning in politics. He was given a sheet to write the response to just one question: Who Are You Voting For?

Being a natural citizen, Tobi happily filled the form with his concept about voting, and gave it back to this street person. He then proceeded, but as quickly as he did, his collar was pulled back and he was brought into a whole new world of fucking disaster.

"Who the fuck will you vote for, again, motherfucker?"

Tobi, the spy, shrugged. "What do you mean?"

"That Black, Obama?" Fuming. "Really? This is what you fucking wrote? On the sheet?"

"Yeah. I voted for him. He IS going to change the fucking world. I mean, it's been, like, a week, and alledy, shit is changing at a lapid pace."

The street person collected itself. So much rage, in the machine. "Dude, people don't fucking talk like that, ok?"

Tobi, the spy for China, was lost. What was this person saying to him? "I voted for your best interest," he said. "Why you so pissed?"

"That Black, Obama? Really?"

"Yeah, the Ballack, Obama! The Ballack one! Why am I being targeted."

Notions of pettiness dissolved.

-fr0


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Better version -- read thish inshtead:
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Tobi is a spy, sent from China to New York in order to mitigate US assumptions about the ... nature ... of China. The way those Americans automatically assume everything from Far East is bad? Tobi was sent to secretly dispel that kind of shit. He does it through various means -- sometimes even learning tricks from the streets he inhabits. Motherfucker is intelligent.

As a spy, Tobi can write extremely good English words. This props him up for major positions in places where writing is important. That stop sign on 29th and 6th -- Tobi fucking tagged that shit, totally.

But about 2 and a half months ago, Tobi was stopped by a street person who had chosen the path of campaigning in politics. He was given a sheet to write the response to just one question: Who Are You Voting For?

Being a natural citizen, Tobi happily filled the form with his concept about voting, and gave it back to this street person. He then proceeded, but as quickly as he did, his collar was pulled back and he was brought into a whole new world of fucking disaster.

"Who the fuck will you vote for, again, motherfucker?"

Tobi, the spy, shrugged. "What do you mean?"

"That Black, Obama?" Fuming. "Really? This is what you fucking wrote? On the sheet?"

"Yeah. I voted for him. He IS going to change the fucking world. I mean, it's been, like, a week, and alledy, shit is changing at a lapid pace."

The street person collected itself. So much rage, in the machine. "Dude, people don't fucking talk like that, ok?"

Tobi, the spy for China, was lost. What was this person saying to him? "I voted for your best interest," he said. "Why you so pissed?"

"That Black, Obama? Really?"

"Yeah, the Ballack, Obama! The Ballack one! Why am I being targeted?" said Tobi, the Chinese spy who wrote well, but failed some oral tests.

Notions of pettiness dissolved.

-fr0