Original Text
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Original Text:
j punched deep into your mind, into your subconscious. You were being
you, an aging amateur musician drawn from retirement to risk his life
iron cage here in the courtyard. If you lock the cage and give the key

New Text:
You punched your subconcious deep into an iron cage. Risk your life; give him the key.

Original Text:
e You dont have to-it reveals itself. That lawyer who gave me the
opened one eye blurrily and bright light added to the pain. I had only
Ill get it-and censor it. There is no way I am going to let you e

New Text:
You don't have to censor it- it reveals itself. There is no ( Read more... )

Grace emailed me.

Callie,

I got some spam in my inbox and it had words on the bottom just like you said.

So I thought I'd give them to you.

:)

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Original Text:I lived. Passionately, I lived instead of existing. I felt everything. A change of scenery and a change of community put a glass wall between me and tangibility. To continue like this would be to exist and not live. Life without living is not life at all.

Original Text:

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and by triangulation using an old sextant of the Professors It isnt Indeed Ill not let it alone Ill shoot it the first time I set
Hush hush child I do not like your words They distress me A up a tear stole from ( Read more... )

This one came this way.
I wanted to say that I felt more confusion than comprehension. That I
was experiencing something, yet not understanding it. Instead of
speaking my feelings aloud I suddenly found that my eyes were brimming.

It's funny how someone else's words can be your own.

Original Text:
y friendly voice.
it. Thanks.
my leg back before Iron John spun about and dived towards me.

Now:
Before, it spun me.
Thanks friendly voice.

What is Poetry Spam
    I credit Megan McCafferty and her book Charmed Thirds for poetry spam. In that book, Marcus Flutie takes the words at the bottom of spam emails and turns them into haikus. I liked this idea. I love reading what the spam has to say. So, really, this is not my idea. So I don't know what I'll do. Whether they will be haikus or ( Read more... )