Buy, buy, buy
Make the pain go away
No longer smoke
Eat chocolate
Booze or toke
Nothing to do
But
Buy, buy, buy
Borderline hoarder
Part of the Acquisition Society
The only relief for my anxiety
My poor sons
Shoveling out my sh*t
When I pass to the
Great beyond
The thing is
One ages
Wisdom is the gift
Seeing the truth
Yet still empty
Impoverished
Dunked in the Fountain of Youth
All that remains
Is to smile at myself
Now knowing that buying
Is the cure
To make that desperation
An aching starvation
Go away
For at least a day…
© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: some of my ukuleles
