trying to start uhhh-fresh.

for a fresh oh nine,
citi smooths dimpled wrinkles
off shiny new dress.

fresh presents for your xmas tree

self-written issue,
gets jammed in before new year,
pray it shall be our last.

Where is my helicopter man.

policy on hand
worth more than a chopper's drop;
deflation hovers.

unclear of core fees?
undisciplined principals?
chillax, they're still cool.

You'd downgrade your own pal huh?

wholesales err for now,
we're asked to avoid, until
fashions kick back in.

GS changing retirements mebbe.

cuddly nest egg yanked,
ever so slightly away
from the toiler's clutch.

fancy that - unhappy with the bailout.

snarling flame uncurls,
wrath seethes from the dragon's den,
such is lawyer's scorn

a bailout half dished,
certainly ain't rumour-squished,
we're just plain afraid.

gearing up for 09 mayhaps - MS

while second may foist
quiet screams, investor hell,
least it wasn't third.

maudlin poeticfullness over exec comp.

rowdy ocean tides,
are scorched thunder to timid
ripples of payouts.

a squeaked request asked,
is turned asunder aghast,
loose change i can't spare.

surely not the last grave dance.

a limping gazelle
slows; silent screams shatter cold,
a brittle death looms.

continuing a theme..

that oft seen nadir,
warps further from squinting eyes,
jobs are scarce, sought, longed.

MER okays.

awkward acquiese
draws to voting close, farewelled
scrips are clutched fondly.

sombre news for staff.

handy swiss scapel,
solemly pierces staff count.
a dull stethoscope,

quivers longingly
over soft earnings, hopeful
of steady heartbeat.

1st past the PE lay-off post.

healthy dose of booz,
knocks in clanging hangover,
as workers are peeled.

Skyway to Heaven, and now parking meters.

privatisation;
clink by clink, windy city
runs well-oiled machine.

facing a loss. goldilocks gets snitched.

a papered loss sulks,
raged eyes rue oft-loved, now stained
colour of money.