The photo was sort of hard to get at the angle, but the reader might be curious to know this picture was taken in the summer of 2010 and this sign still sits there. I wonder if anyone sees it the way I do. Want to see another one?
That one didn't blow up so well, but you get the idea. Even a can of asparagus says things to us. Here's the third of four.
The place where I live was recently found to be the ninth most dangerous city in America. Money Magazine used to find us the worst city in America on a yearly basis, which places any sort of promotional campaign the Chamber of Commerce concocts in a suspicious light. Certainly gaffs like this aren't helping, but they do provide for some unintended laughter at the expense of the already downtrodden.
The fourth Poem Photo isn't done yet. It involves a generic bag you get at many local stored that simply says "Thank you" on it. The delay in the Poem Photo is largely that I need to combine the bag with a photo a curvaceous woman's ass and I'm not about to put out a casting call for that.
Thank you for coming by and looking at Poem Photos by Thomas L. Vaultonburg.
December 12, 2012: I really like these Poem Photos.