I'm not rich
Nor pinch penny poor
I have gold in my thoughts
I have silvery shining
struts
You can't have what I don't have
You can't give me what I don't need
I can't be crazy
You said I'd lost my mind
If I am so lazy
Why am I always moving on
Time is money
Money is time
What a bipolar truth
My cup runneth over with nothing
You can't have nothing until you have nothing to
lose
Hey Brother !
Can you spare me a dime
I'll repay you with time

I need

...but have been too long alone
untouched by desire
the presumption of love
in joints of dust –the lame of lust

So...

Unseen
Years creep by
Silent, numb

No one remembers
who I was

Raising my eyes
to the window—
–a flock of sparrows rise as one
into a gray sky
of mind

Beauty left by the back door of day
unnoticed in fading light

A dull ache
is all