Money

How did standard of value get into the soul: by what mode did base dollars and cent ascend from the slime

to burrow their way into the crannies of consciousness, level it feels like into the flesh?

Wants with no thing needs with no end, like bacteria bringing their febrile disease and freezing,

viruses gnawing at neuron infecting plane the sanctuaries of altruism and self-worth.

We asked inner man to be huge, encompassing, sensitive, knowing, all knowing, on the other hand not this;

not monayroaring in with battalions of pluses and minus, setting up camps of profit and loss; not beatitude become calculation, life counting itself, compounding itself like a pouch of pebbles:

sorrow, it perceive s like; a weeping, unhealable hurt an affront at all require to be paid [i]or[/i] undergones to be avenged.

Gre taint and corruption, this sickness, this sadness, this purchase and this miserable sell;

soul against mind talons of caustic tungsten: what has been done to us, what have we done?

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