Fetal Horses
Fetal horses may gallop in the womb
My heart may undergo cardiac unemployment
are things I gleaned online today.
One sourced from a semi-scholarly work,
another from an imperfect
Babelfish Spanish to English translation-
you decide which.
And what of the poetry of spam?
not the overt nastiness of most
but the other oblique style of
gasping, grasping non-perfect language
seemingly generated by a senile digital intelligence
at times almost prophetic or hilarious
somehow subtly connecting the dots
of your internal constellations
a pre-syntactical Rorschach
groping to pass
its only purpose to decoy
its inauthentic-personhood designed to fool
to fish
to trick
a human into opening the trap
to discover the lovely offer of
penis pills, pornography
or arcane, insane stock tips
or just some lovely word salad,
digital glossolalia
sometimes the accidental explosion between words,
the random synergy of the
bot-prosody-algorithmic-alphabet-soup
feels like an infant god
shaking a rattle
in desperate, inarticulate expression
crying at the birth of a tooth.