modified spam poem

1.

asleep; but he broke loose
the professor's books

they travel west
behind the two other pyramids

the lion comes and tells you
full of history

clogging up my head with doors
on the map. we got to give it up.

religious things and larger.
it was stone a minute before.

crazy crawling, sound and clear.
and don't ever make a mistake.


2.

then he got on to his troubles again
and mourned and grieves me to hear

you talk like a tiger's body
a hundred and twenty-five feet long

and shirked just aggravating the ring,
he said. they always said that. in the

ocean this desert as steeples or mountains
in the dark. three hundred miles an hour.

you have lost more
says hear himself snore

in every direction.
no way i woke him up.



09.18.06