May 24, 2021
1 min read
Words Are Worthless When We End
Poetry
spin the wheel this time
I see a dime
fingers on the fortune
lingering on the fame
blow it all/win it all
give it all away
what is a legacy
but another space
to maintain
dollars floating over the road
dollars up in flames
dollar so abused
no scratch-off machine
will eat the crisis — look away
whittle down the worry
transfer chaos once again
the pennies left in the gutter
should we save or should…
