Spam Haiku
Blue can of steel
what promise do you hold?
salt flesh so ripe
Can of metal, slick
soft center, so cool, moistening
I yearn for your salt
my friend pork shoulder
I return to you. this time
i’ve brought mayonnaise
above all others
porcine treat without equal
there is but one Spam
and who dares mock Spam?
you? you? you are not worthy
of one rich pink fleck
The color of Spam
is natural as the sky:
A block of sunrise
Little slab of meat
In a wash of clear jelly
Now I heat the pan
Oh tin of pink meat
I ponder what you may be:
Snout or ear or feet?
In the cool morning
I fry up a slab of Spam
A dog barks next door
Pink tender morsel
Glistening with salty gel
What the hell is it?
Ears, snouts, and innards,
A homogenous mass
Pass another slice
Old man seeks doctor
“I eat Spam daily”, he says.
Angioplasty
Highly unnatural
The tortured shape of this “food”
A small pink coffin
Slicing your sweet self
Salivating in suspense
Sizzle, sizzle..Spam
LOL.