Walking in circles, we take the long-view.
Eccentric, forgetting the hyped-up
Alimony of an ersatz desire. Bad wires make good lovers!
Long and short of it, we rolled out the cake.
Time clocks are the mortal enemy of lakes. Sex is talk cheap.
Hungry for a frugal memory—someone urging a spoon of spinach.
Magic enhancements (not cash) are stashed under the mattress.
Art poor, we’re like the pagan church mouse’s empty pockets.
Notorious is the tortoise, evicted from his house after fast living.
As the soup gets cold, as stones get thrown.
Gambled away our yin and yang—Blame the boomers,
Envious of Persian rugs. Epithets stop us in our tracks.
Moreover, we’ll rent-a-vision from the corner store.
Entrenched in daily nettles, death scared us into breath.
Net worth is measured in childhood flaws and beach sand.
Table this equation: know when to throw good money after bad.