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Woody David Angel Dear fellow flâneurs, Wanking through the world wide web Cici - Cut! What kind of way is that to start off a poem? Nobody’s gonna read the next line. You need to give your readers a narrative hook. Some reason to stick around, Dave. Try again. Okay, thanks honeybuns! Inching through the internet Wasting my life on the web AI pics drive me ballistic Sultry dresses, fetishistic Perhaps tomorrow, a new rubric Scale back the use of fabric Give me the right algorithm Succumbing... ooh, I feel the rhythm! Cici - Groan Maybe find a real girl Angel - Come back to me, baby! I can do better - In my heart a web of gold A filigree to fill the sea My neurons fire off Imagining your touch You lignify me baby Hardwood rising in my dreams I arch my Cici - I ain’t coming back Angel - ...arch my back, shoot for the sky So long to win you back, no lie Copyright ©️ 2026, David Angel, All Rights Reserved PoetNote - flaneur noun fla· neur flä-ˈnər variants or less commonly flâneur : an idle man-about-town San Juan, Puerto Rico With its blue cobblestoned streets and homes splashed with cheery pastel colors, Old San Juan is a flaneur’s paradise. —Amanda Eyre Ward, Bon Appétit, 19 Mar. 2025 These best-selling books display the trenchant wit of a flaneur strolling through Babylon. —Brenda Wineapple, The New York Review of Books, 19 Oct. 2022 Being a flaneur suggests also a freedom—to roam, to go in whichever direction one chooses, unencumbered by the authorities. —Anandi Mishra, The Atlantic, 30 July 2022 - Merriam-webster. com Cici - That joke you like - it's about a pair of flâneurs, isn't it? Angel - I would never tell a joke like that! Except to you, baby What do you call a pair of _____ guys [insert ethnic slur of your choice] in a shoebox? Loafers!