I’m delighted by the velocity of money as it whistles through the windows of Lower East
Delighted by skyscrapers rising the old grungy apartments falling on 84th
Delighted by inflation that drives me out on the
After all what good’s the family farm, why eat turkey by thousands every Thanksgiving?
Why not have Star Wars?
Why have the same old America?!?
George Washington wasn’t good enough!
Tom Paine pain in the neck,
Whitman what a jerk!
I’m delighted by double digit interest rates in the Capitalist worldI always was a communist, now we’ll winan usury makes the walls thinner, books thicker &
Usury makes my poetry more valuablemy manuscripts worth their weight in useless gold -Now everybody’s atheist like me, nothing’s sacredbuy and sell your grandmother, eat up old age homes,
Peddle babies on the street, pretty boys for sale on Times Square -You can shoot heroin,
I can sniff cocaine,macho men can fite on the Nicaraguan border and get paid with paper!
The velocity’s what counts as the National Debt gets
Everybody running after the rising
Crowds of joggers down broadway past City Hall on the way to the
Nobody reads Dostoyevsky books so they’ll have to give a passing ear to my fragmented ravings in between President’s speeches Nothing’s happening but the collapse of the Economyso I can go back to sleep till the landlord wins his eviction suit in court.
