mammon bullshit bites down
and mary laughs
like marx and old economists
sigh for the graph
goes off the chart
and softly woodland camo walks away
fantasy falls from the golf course
from down-town/from the city
on to the common man
planes on the stark apron
disembark
black soldiers in hand-me-down camo
and an old honky
puts a hand
to his cancer heart
a standard milf winks
not in swimwear
that's after the break
banks fall like fight club
and i smile
like marx might have done
trying times of chaos
of stalking fear
confidence has left/markets naked
teutonic tub thumping can centre any heart
a sweaty marine shoots pool
in a hot iraq shed
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