"How Grandma Robot manages fear:The website provides an inventory for the poems that just slightly missed the mark, and serves the purpose of keeping those horrific, overlooked poems out of their crumpled position in the trash.
She looks up words and drinks some beer.
Here they are.
roomy psychic depression.
(Please barge anticlockwise to announce)
Frivol Grub Burgles Free Abandoned Hourglass."
It's also there to make you feel good about yourself. This is bad, folks. Yours can't get much worse than this. So here's a pat on the back and a cookie for that awful metaphor, okay? You're allowed to just let go, and write some very bad poetry. We all do it.