". . . the Love Poem Project, in which we take love poems and swap out any mention of the word love."
For example, "Love = Wearing Your Pants Backward."
Or "Love = MTV."
The fair varieties of earth,
The heavens serene and blue above,
The rippling smile of mighty seas—
What is the charm of all, but wearing your pants backward?
If I speak in the languages of humans and angels but have no MTV, I have become a reverberating gong or a clashing cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can understand all secrets and every form of knowledge, and if I have absolute faith so as to move mountains but have no MTV, I am nothing. Even if I give away everything that I have and sacrifice myself, but have no MTV, I gain nothing.
In a stupid week this blog makes me want to go on.