Monday, August 3, 2009

Pennsylvania Rock Oil Company Resignation Letter

Matthew Freidberger

Was employed to sell new model ornithopters
to the various Continental Kingdoms
for General Oceanic Telegraph
as a sideline. My commission was half.

I must have seemed a sight when we first were together,
to say nothing of yourself — your boots of Brazilian leather!
But it wasn't for the worst, I'd swear to Heaven or Nether.

September sun and the ablative case:
you're tutoring Timmy by the Finger Lakes.
I'd assumed it's you when I was paged;
I'd assumed that we were still engaged.

What is it boy? A message, Sir, was read here via private line.
It's marked received at railroad table 15:13:09.
Well hand it here. I started reading before I said Go, now, fine.

The Pennsylvania Rock Oil Company,
as oozing and black as the holdings of,
if you were resigned from loving me,
would in fairness then insulted by be?

I back and forth and put it to myself from your side;
it's dangerous and difficult but now I do decide:
I certain absolutely never will then be your bride.

I started writing back at once,
but then I stopped.

Later that night I read some of the Two Admirals
then picked up — my sister got it — Modern Flirtations.
Random page, I sat down on the bed:
come across something I've already read.

I back and forth and put it to myself from your side;
it's dangerous and difficult but now I do decide:
I certain absolutely never will then be your bride.


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