Razor’s Edge


Making coffee this morning and I was struck by the brutally sharp edge of the tin as the can opener peeled it off. This is supposedly the number one source of serious lacerations in the emergency room. It brought to mind the surgical incisiveness of the credit card, seemingly innocuous, but capable of relieving you of a lot of financial blood. Like the tool of some John Wayne Gacy.

I froze the offending card in a plastic cup. I was going to shred the sucker, but it pleaded for mercy. Now it sits, hanging in limbo like some tusked mastodon. Like a blood-sucking mosquito suspended in amber, a memento from the era of financial chaos. Before the light.


One Response to “Razor’s Edge”

  1. ladydoughgirl Says:

    Go back to bed! You’re up too early!

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