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Mining for the moon

São Paulo, 2013.09.17

The heavy rainfall left the towers grand and ailing,

testing the limits of the broken window theory.

The speaker married his palms as in prayer

to lay the groundwork for mathematics:

“It makes business sense, I tell you.”

He thought he had made his pitch, but then

the farmer on the elephant intervened:

“I'm not here to question your salary, kind sir.

I want your ideas and will cannibalize them

if I have to.”

But the speaker would not be silenced:

“I understand, my friend, but please,

I'd rather keep my brain intact.”

He spoke of yogurt that saved the nation.

(A dog was trembling. Nothing could be

more exciting.)  

              “We see opportunity,” he concluded,

gesturing for a delivery ship to sail to the podium.

Shortly after, everybody was eating yogurt.

His stifling honestly brought tears to the poverty-

stricken audience, and for decades more,

his yogurt inspired generations of philanthropists.


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