As I’ve done before, prior to purging my blog comment spam folder, I grabbed a handful of interesting phrases from the lot before clicking the delete button. In the interest of recycling, I took those snippets and re-arranged them into what I hesitantly call poetry.

The individual lines are largely intact as I found them. I’ve added the occasional line break or bit of punctuation, but otherwise, these compositions are pretty much individual ransom notes clipped from the newspapers and magazines of link-happy marketing bots, which, I’ve discovered, can be surprisingly profound.

I’ve not titled these short works; merely attempted to draw context from what I found in the arranging.

A meditation on post-war politics?

I communicate in abundance using the Holocaust
The politics of war is the focus of this:
A few shots of heavy banner waving;
Wild, scattered moisture children
in the treasures of Dragon King’s palace.

A reflection on violence?

Other gun dogs, Aussie aircraft jet pilots
Let each warrior all sweaty.
Rumsfeld Tamiflu, it’s extent is 120mm enthusiasm
What Are The Benefits Of Low Testosterone?

A cry for help from the depths of creativity?

That’s every song I’ve ever written. Yeah. That’s all of them.
flying porcupine territory. Alerted porcupine.
Listening To Prozac, two bottles of wine fling chagrin
they loudly cheered the buckskinned little figure
Despair! (or try to find yourself a sugar Daddi)

The eternal search for truth and meaning?

When you go to church next time,
open your ears and listen to the message
instead of passing judgment on everyone around you.
As mentioned into the future, potential answer
to exactly what Bigfoot may be.

An examination of our symbiotic relationship with cats?

Kitten Benadryl. Swimming Allergy.
How Hates It Work?
Poof, Tom!
Sound kneeling over there…
You will take a have fun.

Observations on “trophy for participation” culture?

Man, I used to slam down the dunks out there…
You are so awesome!
This child will not be affected.

Musings on eastern philosophy and western blue laws?

Carefully!
That bamboo trap into the lower part?
Crucial in solar skin debris.
Let hibiscus smile, a stiff beer or soda can,
But the tea house cannot sell liquor.

A commentary on the increasing explicitness of modern marketing?

Can you dare attraction of red high heels and soles?
Shoe fetishists (like myself) will find themselves salivating.
well-designed, funky T-shirts: Safe For Pregnant Women.
The boss also surprised… Sex Sells?
(Unfortunately We Offer Jeans)
An image of a new nude woman concealed on cuff links.
He chips at the rock with his pocket tool.

Thank you for your indulgence. Perhaps you enjoyed the results of my little excercise, perhaps not. It amused me, and that’s what this space is for, really. One must set free one’s muse when schedule permits. And it seems I’m not the only person who does this; I am in good company.