III. don’t think of those words as individual dignitaries roving around in tinted reams, if something is too precious - don’t trust it, if something can be trashed – someone will eventually smash it. But does it make sense to cash in when I don’t even know what its worth? It would be criminal to pass up these prime rates while the Fed is defying the flood, this type of opportunity comes once in a generation. But this is the first draft, just a sketch without crosshatching or footnotes, forward it to our associates, let’s see if it floats we’ve cooked our books, pulped them back into a gumbo, double kept by our tepid pens dripping penis dribble, the ends of pencils nibbled like wintered knuckle. I forgot your number, can you call me with it? How many people have you & what faces did they make? That’s beyond the point my mistake if you’ve never financed intellectual property, the time is obviously now, clouds are lifting, skies open like shower doors. Recession deflecting legislation has put the playstation proletariat & common consumer in a rare position, the field is yours, the ball’s in your possession. Why be oblivious to the new value of old ideas, the stanzas of the guest bedroom can be liquidated, the paragraphs neatly stacked in the attic can be converted to one lump check we have two kids & maybe one more to go, I wanted an only child to spoil slowly like a wheel of cave aged gouda, she wanted a small regiment dressed in our likeness with bayonets of public programming fixed & tea leaves jutting out from polished helmets, three or four knowledge workers for the information army & I’m thinking of a number between & 10 fill out the online questionnaire, be truthful now & hit send one step two step red step you step I’ve shaken like a salt shaker I’ve left my slippers sipping ale by the remotes I knew a guy < . >