it’s a fact that stocks can suck
the dough right out
of your once fat wallet,
deflate your bottom
line like a sad collapsed
balloon drifting in a gutter
and piss off your reeling
crippled ego while
a nightime Niagra slams
and crashes your
flailing hopes
for freedom:
a used-up styrofoam cup
flies weightlessly
over the treacherous
granite lip
down deep into
the swirl
and boil below.
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