Spam Poetry

Today in my Inbox came a this little bit of dada poetry under the subject line of “Adobe Photoshop CS3 $89.95”. With the intent to fool spam blockers by including random text, the author or robot responsible for sending out this spam mail has created something intriguing…. maybe there needs to be a book.

lurring the terrain,
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
A pallid yellow lingers
Yes. The obvious
At San Biagio, in the most intense room
Sought to contrive, intending to express
Snaps of ice cracking in the hidden air.
Place of absorbing snow, itself to be
at balls hit again and again toward her offspring.
Seems reflected in the infinite of the lamps.
From which, thanks to symmetry,
It is as though I were at a second threshold.