hello dankness, my old friend
I’ve come to meme with you again
as this vision softly creeping
left its memes as i was sleeping
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains
within the sound of dankness

In restless memes i walked alone
on narrow streets of harambe drones
‘neath the dankness of a streetlamp
i turned my collar to the stale and stank
as my eyes were stabbed by the green of a neon light
that split the night
and touched the sound of dankness

and in the naked light i saw
ten thousand memes, maybe more
memers talking without speaking
memers hearing without listening
memers making memes that reddit never shares
and no one dared
disturb the sound of dankness

fools, said I, you do not know
tumblr memes like a cancer blows
hear my memes that i might teach you
take my memes that i might reach you
but my memes, like silent raindrops fell
and echoed in the well of dankness

and the pepes bowed and prayed
to the memer god they made
and r/dankmemes flashed out its warning
in the gifs that it was forming
and the sign said, the memes of the prophets are written on the imgur walls
and subreddit halls
and whispered in the sounds of dankness

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