My reality check bounced
Because I broke the bank
With platitudes and pity.
The next day I asked the teller
If she’d give me a withdrawal
And I felt the irony.
I can’t wait to read the statement
Telling me my life’s imbalanced
Or even off completely.
Perhaps I’ll try refinancing –
Get my heart a slower rate
Before my body is foreclosed.
The soul’s already in
Chapter 11 with no job or car
Paying alimony to three wives.
I wish I could tell you
Where my head has gone –
Most likely repossessed.
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