Friday, April 24, 2009

National Poetry Month: Day #24

A few years back, the trend in spam was strangely poetic word groupings. One such inspired this poem:


The random text arrives:
"chemise similitude oligarchic meadow
suggestible bile wherewith clubroom frizzle."

The poet trapped
in some vile computer bug,
a victim, I'm certain,
of nefarious mathematicians,
sends me hidden messages, accidental
odes to unforeseen
circumstances and unwelcome
enticements, abstract pastiches,
beautiful, beguiling
in their incongruity.

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