The Plastic Blues

Sigh and wave goodbye
as you press the send button
to make your creditors richer
and you poorer.

Each month you say you’ll “cut back” but then the car breaks down
or cooking another meal
makes you want to vomit

So out comes that piece of plastic
to make this memory “priceless”
like so many others before

If only that were true…

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About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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