Explore Poems: Money & Economics

O the accordion of a municipal bus!
your insides
are expanding with our silence which
we take from …

Акордеоне тролейбуса
твої міхи повні
нашого мовчання
що веземо з дому на роботу
з роботи додому

Мо…

manifold we tippytoed
niminy-piminy out of the enormous green door

and into the money

monkeys in …

do you remember in fifth grade
when i was all of eighty pounds
soaking wet and fully clothed
i told you…

Who art in Cali.
Programmer by trade.
Thy start-up come,
thy will become
an FTSE 500.
Give us this day our…

The blades of grass are writhing
their torsos,

            sexualized
unnecessarily.

The people are uninterested
in …

I went to Ulta Beauty to buy perfume
I was horny and I wanted the universe inside my nose
The lit shelves…

carbonated water, high-rise between your momma and your daddy people, neutral ground, caramel in the…

and yes it does beg
the question why
a nine-year-old needs
two twenty-dollar bills still
sticky and …

At the gangway, our demand was a straw pava.
We wore our demand jauntily cocked across our skull.
So what…

& I immediately think of Cheryl, her Malik, his beloved
obsession with the team’s orange & blue, a sunset…

I know you’re hungry for it.
More money. More news. Desperate

for any laurel that parades you
as happier…

The rich report greater levels of happiness,
                                          & the study goes on to demonstrate
how we humans use money to save...

The sun was losing
a long gold tooth

on the linoleum
of the labor and delivery ward.

I lifted my plastic bracelet to the green eye
of the barcode gun and it sang

the first note
of money’s national anthem.

Redeem, a word with its feet
in the cement...

Here, the sentence will be respected.

I will compose each sentence with care, by minding what the rules of writing dictate.

For example, all sentences will begin with capital letters.

Likewise, the history of the sentence will be honored by ending each one...

Oh give me a home
with a big landscaped lawn
four cars, a boat and a kitty.
For my heart yearns to be
any place that is free
of the urban decay of this city.
I’ll do my shopping at Gucci’s and Sak’s,
spend all of my...

The harbor is a blaze of silver waves is
the North and East rivers, God is

the words in the Book of  Job,
litanies of roses, a crimson solstice moon,

my skin is skin in the game, too,
Lorca’s shadow still is standing

on Wall Street...

Texaco. A lovely word. Ma chérie mâle. But I’m sick,
Shell-Belle. I’m driving slowly on guano. Seuls de petits
fragments existent encore, you hear that drilling apparatus?
After death I ought to hear new things. Loveless Shell-Belle.
Heroin contessa. Port Arthur baby with your...

Delirium in the downtown mall today:
      Burt Reynolds! All the henna-haired girls
            sneer, while their mothers, enthralled, say,

“I saw you in this, I saw you in that–
      you were marvelous, simply...

this is what they will not tell you
and this is what you must know
if you hear nothing else i say
hear this
you cannot live in fear
you cannot heal in fear
fear will never make you stronger

fear is the language many doctors speak
they’ll...