
Spam Haiku:Clad in metal, proud
No mere salt-curing for you
You are not bacon
And who dares mock Spam?
You? you? you are not worthy
Of one rich pink fleck
Silent, former pig
One communal awareness
Myriad pink bricks
Twist, pull the sharp lid
Jerks and cuts me deeply but
Spam, aah, my poultice
Can of metal, slick
Soft center, so cool, moistening
I yearn for your salt
Blue can of steel
What promise do you hold?
Salt flesh so ripe
Grotesque pinkish mass
In a blue can on a shelf
Quivering alone


I will be ok, I washed it down with a quart of milk....