Look at this glorious shit. Chinese
community lived on skyscraper roofs,
people for sale in Miami, one more
president killed. How can you explain it?
Revolt in Mexico. A person is
missing – problems with sending – didn’t receive
anything. See that girl anywhere?
Can you fix it? Tell me what happened?
Surprise. What I learned: found your mistake, caught
you on camera, all dates of meetings –
he – I recorded your voice. I found your
task. Jolie cut her face, make her your queen
forever. Chief asks for you – sending you
delivery boy, oh you are lucky.
Let’s make a barbecue on a weekend,
flush up to fifteen pounds of waste and toxins
from your body. See you there, address
attached. Where was your mind? You were great.
You were banned. Something strange happens to
everyone. Someone wrote you message.
A compilation of email subject lines from my spam folder over the last month. Is it just me or has spam got less filthy? Submitted by Gabriel Smy.
Verbatim Poetry 