I got on a list,
blown kisses by mega-marketers
with a fetish for…construction?
Aluminum piping,
seamless gutters,
steam rollers, ice remover,
plastic molding makers,
sealants, caulking, grout,
some metal I can’t pronounce –
it’s the randomosity that gets me.
What kind of data claims a writer
needs high-heat edge shavers,
or sanders, or drivers, or trowels?
In terms of targeting – fail.
Someone sue the matchmaker
who lied I needed parts for a jet tub.
You’re wasting my bandwidth.
Take your PVC back
to your country of discontent
and study the addresses first.
Email reading ascetics
don’t want to date you.
Neither do I.
Block.
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