Money Poem
well, eventually you wake
up & it’s what thirty?
& there’s rumors of health
care, pensions & male
enhancement at seventy-three
& there’s a jackass on cspan
telling me to shoot the dice
feed his irresponsible children
without relativity
i trickle down
with my grocery list in left hand
this is the end of the week
to look for what’s coming to me
when i guess nothing’s coming
up & it’s what thirty?
& there’s rumors of health
care, pensions & male
enhancement at seventy-three
& there’s a jackass on cspan
telling me to shoot the dice
feed his irresponsible children
without relativity
i trickle down
with my grocery list in left hand
this is the end of the week
to look for what’s coming to me
when i guess nothing’s coming
posted by T Martin | 12:52 PM
3 Comments:
i love this one too!! i understand how you feel. us women go through the same things you know. :)
It's not me. its the poem. the 4th wall is very important.
the 4th wall??
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