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I sit on the hills, watch the Main Line glow
somewhere outside of Philly,

to ponder all that I’m not.

Like triple death-by-chocolate,
the people they’re too rich for me.

They have this and that’n
I got jack shit’n I’d
need statin to unclog
the wax in my wallet.

Presuppose that I am predisposed to disposable income?
Well, think again ’cause in fact I have none.

No, less than a nun,
certainly not to support my habits.

The Schuylkill River is noisy below.

From this vantage
it sounds like a good bet.

Someday I’ll buy a ticket to flow
one-way to its bottom.

© Carlos Chagall, 2013