Picture poem (Money)

Mon

Eyis

The

Only

Thing

                                                            That keeps us alive

                                                   That keeps us happy that keeps

                                                Us silent       like                  sweet

                                            Lollipops           for

                                        Infants, yet            no 

                                        No man can have enough of this

                                             Sweet sweet poison, that leaves

                                                     Us feeling broke—and makes

                                                                        Grown men mope

                                                                   Taste the mint take the

                                      Hint, don’t stay up all night trying to get

                                                That rich, acting with pure folly

                                                     Fall down and get a stitch                       

                                                                    Now

                                                                    You            

                                                                    Have

                                                                    what           

                                                                     you           

                                                                    want           

                                                             

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741