The Merged and the Acquired

The Merged and the Acquired

Yank the data out of its lineage
merge the pools of numbers
utter that astute amen
only the expert knows.

The company president
crosses her leg
rotates her ankle bracelet
with long thin fingers
setting up for a sniper shot
of salty language
shakes awake the snoozing wall art
splatters it all over the sterile room

The numbers shuffle in impatience.

Long thin fingers
toss a handful of numbers
imprinted on legal currency
from a speeding limousine
It does the trick.

The company president
rotates her ankle bracelet
with her long thin fingers.
Turns up the corners of her mouth.
Shows her teeth. All done.