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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Sunday, April 24, 2005

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

3 Comments:

Blogger V.A.E. said...

i love this one too!! i understand how you feel. us women go through the same things you know. :)

11:25 PM  
Blogger T Martin said...

It's not me. its the poem. the 4th wall is very important.

1:40 PM  
Blogger V.A.E. said...

the 4th wall??

11:30 PM  

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