One cannot see over the hedge
that funds the future of raw silk
and precocious metals,
Oy, this oyster moans load
before he hits the silk,
where all our futures
are shown as cliffhangers
but no coming episodes are writ,
there is plenty of money
to go around as long as
there is only half of me
that gets hungry,
there will no flashlights
in the days to follow,
meet us at the jumping off place
where it rained stock brokers
holding mortgages
to homes that look awful
even on paper,
there will be no flashlights
allowed in the future
no matter what kinds of futures you trade
in good faith, soy bean or pork barrels,
there is no light at the end of the tunnel
and nothing on the shelf to look at either.
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