Turn on the
‘Financial Obsession Channel’
It’s nine o’ clock.

Time to watch my paper castles teeter-totter.
It’s a wild ride.

In and out
and out and in
each day,
I sell to you
what I bought from you yesterday,
(hopefully for more)

   …and the ups and downs
and downs and up
seem so scripted
like a professional wrestling match,
screaming “buy” and “sell”
like they were being eaten alive by sharks.

Greed is like blood in the water.

A crazy man once told me that
when I can’t tell the difference
between a check for a million dollars
and a scrap of paper
then I might be free.

Who’s fooling who?

Would you take a check?
(rather than look and see)

Money’s made of trees
I laugh,
and the price we’ve spent
to give it worth
costs a soul
it seems.

Madness must be catchy.

What I’d pay to value nothing.
Then I might give you my coat,
or the time of day
and who knows what more?
(what more?)