(spam poem by Edward Desautels)

we spoke a barbarian tongue
on the stage where swarms
confined us in silks
and reckless cloth of gold

the world gazed and applauded
engaged in pitiful longing
for the cross and compass
for the reckless men like poison

we believed in all that was necessary
in the seriousness of dollars
regarded with incredulous alarm
those folks inclined to push

we lunched by fireside
on the rockstudded shores
drove our autos to the fair
became indifferent to the clock

they who can, do
so we chapped and charred
looked for causes
and gazed into the pool