Sometimes...

Sometimes
I wish I were a money-chaser
It would be so much easier
Not counting every penny
Worrying about future bills
But instead I
Keep it simple
I work my 9-5
Sock away my
Little bit of savings
And stick to a strict budget
And that’s that
No investment
No special accounting magic
Just a back-and-forth of
Spending and savings
Keeping afloat
Looking down
At the poor lower class
Waiting…
Until a shark
Swims up from
The darkness
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Published on May 22, 2024 20:25 Tags: poem, poetry
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