money

there are reasons why i abhor the concept of money.

not having any isn’t one of them.

having too much isn’t one either.

so don’t fucking gauge my worth through man’s filthy, argent coat of despair.

if all you see is confusion as to what price tag i come with,
you are not worth my time.

a mind rich with the ability to philosophise and ponder why suffering must occur
is the only indignation dollar
worth touching my skin.

so fuck off if you can’t please me with wealth.

(can i still come over?)