Amanda Palmer, best known as one-half of The Dresden Dolls and as that-girl-with-the-eyebrows-that-aren't, spent her weekend penning a poem that, from here on out, will be referred to as: The Worst Poem Ever.

Why a title as harsh as The Worst Poem Ever? For one, its real name is "A Poem for Dzhokhar" - as in Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, the 19-year-old suspected of bombing the Boston Marathon last week with his older brother. Also, it's basically a sympathetic ode to him that, for some reason, mentions Vietnamese soft rolls. 

A snippet from the poem (you can read it in full here, if you so dare):

you don’t know how precious your iphone battery time was until you’re hiding in the bottom of the boat.

you don’t know how to get away from your fucking parents.

you don’t know how it’s possible to feel total compassion in one moment and total disconnection in the next moment.

you don’t know how things could change so incredibly fast.

you don’t know how to make something, but the instructions are on the internet.

you don’t know how to make sense of this massive parade.

you don’t know how to believe anyone anymore.

Unsurprisingly, no one really liked it, if the comments or Palmer's subsequent tweets - "ahhh, it's been a long time on since internet trolls yelled at me that i was a slut, a talentless whore and a hippy!!! welcome, friends!!" - are any indication. That'll be all, Amanda.

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[via AmandaPalmer.net]