Permanence

"Wood splits. Concrete cracks. Metal rusts. Why not build in wonderful plastic?" The poster must have been there for decades. We knew we would never get it off in one piece, so we set up lights and took good photographs. We knew that someone, somewhere, would want it preserved. Then we lifted the corner, and the whole thing peeled away, pristine as the day it was pasted up. A moment later the wall collapsed. The photos didn't come out. We drifted apart.