When You’re Broke,
you chill hard. Reducing activity to null. One realizes
how hostile much of modern life is if you have nothing
to spend. I was stepping out of season, floundering
in the anxiety between blue invention and green discovery,
and witnessed weeping willows too late for any good.
For the poor person, the first paycheck often takes payroll
an extra week to process– this is the gauntlet of public
parks, macaroni, beans learning how the grass sees
the motionless endless sky, the small noises mid-distance
and me, mute, tongueless at last.
Trevor Jones is a librarian, author of the Non-Library from Punctum Books and his poetry appeared in various journals throughout the United States.
