#2432 -- all bow down

 

2432

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29.viii.26

all bow down

 

consume, be silent, die

     – remember that?

 

 

and here comes smug money

 

bold as bold

equal to anything

what a rush to be out, to float

 

selfless in defenestration

climbing the mountain graph

 

with the smoke

and with the mirrors

 

bit of bungee too

there’s a bounce

but money soils itself

 

just about otherwise colourless

 

responsibly grey in the gills of the suit

it’s never really looked well

 

money needs care

may vanish

 

there’s always been a lot of pretrending

 

money entertains the biggest delusion

 

heavenly bodies all go unregarded

 

must burnish, lick, touch cap, tug forelock

 

who wouldn’t want in the picture?

 

everyone’s taking a selfie with money

 

set the timer countdown

for end of the world

 

the beautiful towers

all fall down

 

I give it all

body and soul

won’t you?

 

know your place

love the machine

 

and that was my honest day’s toil