Your Name Has Been Randomly Selected

Pennie Rakestraw emailed details of my order;
she claimed it helped performance in the bedroom.

Freuden Ginnery agreed and lodged himself between
the hard drive and the fan. He squeaks his sales pitch

on reboot. Morace Shakoor was kind enough to send me
excerpts from Victorian novels (he knows my taste),

cut up and reassembled as techno-futurist porno;
all tongue and motor, bonnets upturned in the mud.

I let the Trojan in. I’m nice like that. Besides,
I got the note from Hartshorne Settlemire,

installed the relevant import hooks and re-subscribed;
ham, bacon and eggs (my account is blocked)

converted to plain text by Waynick Quibodeaux,
who knows a thing or two about naming.