For no very good reason, I’ve been collecting the more surreal, more poetic subject lines of spams I’ve been getting. Some of them really are quite beautiful, in a random sort of way, and it seems a shame to just let them go to waste. So I’m starting to put them together into “found” poems. Silly, but entertaining. Here’s the first one. Enjoy!
Spam Poem #1
The singers think it isn’t dangerous to eat
incinerated carpet tack
so ballerina kissing
the hairiest rabbits ever seen
quaint cheers
twirl downstairs
signing rhythm
You are blocked
No Marianne no exultation
arts trepidation
shortwave litigation
No deliverance or twenty
just fuck and don’t think about anything else
your cock will be your master
Hey Greta.
There’s a blogger who’s devoted her entire site to the spam poetry that she writes. It’s at http://www.spam-poetry.com.
There’s also an organization that collects these spam poems. You can submit to http://www.spampoetry.org.
These are all great! And thanks, Beth, for those links. I love the Spam Haikus the most !!!