Posts archive for: 26 March, 2008
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A poor attempt at something a little more highbrow which, is not particularly good but occurred to me earlier today, so I spend 15 minutes or so working on this, a first (or only) draft
@ 2008-03-26 – 13:29:31
At the time,
she was not, the President's wife.
And, at the time,
he was not, the President.The lens clicked and captured,
candidly, a moment.
The picture: a place
in time, forever stands.At that time,
X-Corp's stock was trading, at ten dollars, ninety-four.
And, at that time,
Commodities were trading lightly.Shares fell. Then, increasingly,
the markets tumbled.
The things, on which
"real" value can be placed, stand.Today,
She is the President's wife.
Today,
X-Corp's stock trades at a dollar, twenty-five."Sold!" The auctioneer's gavel crashes.
And so, into the night, with hands barely
covering her modesty, motionless
walks the President's wife.
