Inspired by the spam E-mails in my Gmail account.
god bless the Internet
where I can
pleasure myself to
exotic women
and take down CG armies,
and feed the hungry
(as well as my gambling habits)
I can buy my way
through Heaven to Hell
while chatting with local singles
in spam folders
with empty promises to enhance
my performance, my size, my desires
buying myself a one-way ticket to
god-knows-where this world is going
"real
loneliness
is not
necessarily
limited to
when
you are
alone"
-C. Bukowski
... and "inherit" millions from a late, unknown to you distant relative in Burkina whose attorney miraculously found your email address and name and prompts you to...
Very original, PL!, and good. I love it. And I love especially the last lines:
"buying myself a one-way ticket to
god-knows-where this world is going"
strng, as are often the closing lines of your poems...
Thank you
with empty promises to enhance
my performance, my size, my desires
i really like these lines, enhancing desires sounds so .. commercial? good idea for a poem, good read.
It's like a cough induced by a scratchy throat - but not just any old cough!
I know plenty of people who would agree with the lifestyle described by this poem.
thanks, y'all, for the sweet comments. this is the first semi-satirical piece I've ever done and I took quite a liking to itGlad you enjoyed!
love
paper
"real
loneliness
is not
necessarily
limited to
when
you are
alone"
-C. Bukowski
fluent, funny and thoughtful... a great poem!
Fantastic ending.
The Internet--both a blessing and a curse!
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Don't you love spam! Unfortunately, it cuts both ways. The cheap and badly worded spam is the best, I think.
The alter ego never had it so good (and easy). I like the conclusion here. A wonderfully humorous poem.
Half life on/of the internet
with an attention span so short
that it begs serious consideration
of those promised "enhancements".
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"Remember, we are all in this alone." - Lilly Tomlin
If Chaucer wrote the canterbury tales today I would definitely expect a "spammer's tale".
Really enjoyed this poem- the faceless/voiceless nature of internet spam and its promises makes it all so much seedier than telemarketers- or pardoners!
Especially enjoyed the lines;
" I can buy my way
through Heaven to Hell"
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