To the Porn Spammers
by Maryann Corbett
(That They May Consider Other Options)Of course you’re bored. I know. I sympathize.
It’s got to be depressing, writing dreck.
That's clearly all that sells, so if you’re wise
you'll find some motive other than a check.
Try sonnets. They don't have to feature sex,
that sleazy vanity you've always puffed.
They don't shout SEXY BABES or GREAT EREX
or cram your e-mail folder till it’s stuffed.
They needn’t sell, and so they never need
fake boobs or six-pack abs to make their case.
They’re independent of our lust and greed,
high-minded and G-rated, in good taste.
Forget the need to peddle fetid trash!
Publish your sonnets! (Here’s where I take your cash.)