Monday, February 16, 2004

Inspired from Cialis


THE AGREEMENT

During the eleventh hour
the livid diamond merchant,
sitting in his overstuffed chair,
throws down the phone
after the fiery spirited dialogue
with the editorializer
in his heavy brogue,
baying like a chicken
dissertated on the compunctious abashments
on the death of civicism.

In a cyclone motion
he jumps out of his chair and
resumes his tirade on the surly executive,
in the bluestriped suit
a Brazilian collector of
rare diamonds and stamps.

Challenging the bureau, his voice blasting
with contemptuous bile, accusative-dative,
there would be no amortization
or annual payments.

In his mind he thought
this Brazilian collector was
quite the artifice and his response
would be conundrum.

He laughed to himself silently,
this Brazilian
this wooden bell-nosed cocker
surely had tabes dorsalis.

The Brazilian collector spoke with declamation,
suggesting a trade
of equal value,
that would benefit both.

That possibly
the diamond merchant would
accept an invitation
to stay at his villa,
in Volta Redonda for the summer ….

where he would have the opportunity
to meet many valuable buyers and
sellers of rare gems.

This appeared to placate the diamond merchant,
and this session ended
as a curtain draws down
as in a drama,
to the acknowledgements of a handshake
solidifying the agreement.


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eleventh hour chair compunctious abashments
acknowledgments civicisms death wooden bell-nosed
fieryspirited dissertated diamond merchant brogue blasting
cocker stamp editorialiser contemptuous collectors cyclone
dorsalis artifice conundrums blue striped challenges bile
amortization annual declamations accusative-dative
baying chicken executive session volta redonda

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