Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Oxymandias Spam

Shelley's draft of my poem



I want to hold and take care of
recent spam from an antique land

says: you are good person
I need help

imagine lover’s legs
alone in trackless place

her face sunk half
by sand, weeping jaw

needing forehead
broke lips speak name

passions easy as magazine
in doctor’s office help

her with help
and money she still survive

though nearly only

the hand that mocks

the heart that fed
needs and then the next spam appears

my name is Nata$ha
I am here 24/7

I have pics to share 

look at me

despair 
me nothing
remains round decay

I am boundless and bare 

you lone you never goes away

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