Monday, April 7, 2014

dr. cole dieter

dr. cole dieter e mails
you in broken english
and wrecked grammar
and says that he needs
work done on
one of his many properties.
you've never heard
of him, but you are
sympathetic with his
plight, his lung
cancer and inability
to talk on the phone.
he is barely hanging
onto to his fragile life.
please, he pleads can
you help me, my friend.
he wants to send money,
but he needs your
account number to
deposit his thousand
dollars. he needs your credit
card information,
your full name and
address, then you'll
get the keys to the house,
the down payment. you
will have work to fill
your month of labor.
he may be Russian,
or Nigerian, or he may
really live in
west springfield
Virginia, but it all smells
like rotten cabbage
at the bottom of a can,
so you tell him your
name is George, that your
real name is George
Washington and to send
further communications
and the check, or cash
and keys to Pennsylvania
Avenue, 1400. Washington
D. C. this seems
to end the brewing
relationship. you hope
he recovers and lives a
long happy life though.
no one should have to suffer
like that. not even
dr. cole dieter.

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