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We have a love\/hate relationship with our spam filter.\u00a0 We love it until it erroneously cordons off an invaluable missive from a friend (or foe\/faux, you know who you are), and then we hate it.<\/p>\n
But what we meant to say is, check out this great poem by the great Bob Hicok (again):<\/p>\n
Spam leaves an aftertaste<\/strong><\/p>\n What does the Internet know that it sends me We have a love\/hate relationship with our spam filter.\u00a0 We love it until it erroneously cordons off an invaluable missive from a friend (or foe\/faux, you know who you are), and then we hate it. But what we meant to say is, check out this great poem by the great Bob Hicok (again): Spam leaves […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1399","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1399","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1399"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1399\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1399"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1399"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelefortreport.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1399"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nunbidden the offer of a larger penis?
\nI’m flattered by the energy devoted
\nto the architecture of my body.
\nBrain waves noodling on girth, length, curvature
\npossibly, pictures drawn on napkins
\nof the device, teeth for holding, cylinder–
\npneumatic, hydraulic–for stretching
\nwho I am into who I shall be.\u00a0 But of all
\nmessages to drop from the digital ether,
\nhope lives in the communiqu\u00e9 that I can find
\nout anything about anyone. So I’ve asked:
\nwho am I, why am I here, if a train
\nleaving Chicago is subsidized
\nby the feds, is the romance of travel
\ndead? I’d like the skinny on where I’ll be
\nwhen I die, to have a map, a seismic map
\nof past and future emotions, to be told
\nhow to keep the violence I do to myself
\nfrom becoming the grenades I pitch
\nat others. The likes of Snoop.com
\nnever get back to me, though I need
\nto know most of all if any of this helps.
\nHow we can scatter our prayers so wide,
\nif we’ve become more human or less
\nin being able to share the specific
\nin a random way, or was it better
\nto ask the stars for peace or rain,
\nto trust the litany of our need
\nto the air’s imperceptible embrace? Just
\nthis morning I got a message
\nasking is anyone out there. I replied
\nno, I am not, are you not there too,
\nneeding me, and if not, come over, I have
\na small penis but aspirations
\nfor bigger things, faith among them,
\nand by that I mean you and I
\nface to face, mouths
\nmaking the sounds once known
\nas conversation.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"