this is not a poem...it is a PSA or something roughly the equivalent of a PSA

triceratops exists. it exists because we exist and therefore it exists. i would feel uncomfortable saying those two sentences out loud because i would inevitably fuck up the word exists somehow because i put it in too many times. the other horns of triceratops and the boy who rides on top/ armor plate spike/tail are talented writers. they deserve multiple forums. this is part of the reason triceratops exists. triceratops is a blog. it is poor man's technology. fuck rich man's technology. i am riding a shitwave of debt. i am making up words in this post. there might be ten people who have seen triceratops. this is ten more people than have seen a poem i wrote that is saved as msword document file and archived unceremoniously on my desktop. this is a reason why triceratops exists. young poets need more community. i am not identifying young poets as some 20-40 yrs range necessarily because that makes me feel like i am losing my already tenuous grip on words. i am 20. i think i am the youngest. the gap is minimal though. we are not hawking books. i do not have a book and i dont think i will anytime soon. we are celebrating community. triceratops allows for revisions but my gut feeling says "no do not make revisions because triceratops has a small brain and revisions are the product of large brains and dont betray your dinosaur nature and do write run-on sentences and fuck commas because someone needs to and this is the internet and we are our own bosses and nobody is paying us and likely we will never be paid for triceratops because it exists in anonymity and this is ok." my gut feeling is a wordy person. if you are not one of us four that writes on this blog and you just happened upon it and somehow by the grace of some divine being have survived to this point of the post leave a comment if you hate/like the blog. we are not important. you are not important. let us be unimportant together. i write shitty things and i put them on here because i just do. let me know if i suck. triceratops exists for everyone. this post is convoluted it is ok. write a poem in the comment section. buy budget saver twin pops from the grocery store. buy good books. write good books. color on good books with crayons until they are as colorful as budget saver twin pops. tell your friends triceratops exists if you have friends. it will make them feel either benevolent or angry towards you or something in between and you will have changed the world. join our community. dismantle our community. make your own blog and link us and tell us and ashley/god will link back to you i think. we are friendly. we are not elitist enough to be mean. triceratops will roam the earth again. the day is coming when it shall be so. i am getting inadequate sleep. thank you.