Thursday, June 22, 2006

$141,453.33 - a poem

you know what?

fuck you!!

fuck you person who went to the ATM before me
at the Washington Mutual on 23rd St and 6th Ave

fuck you person who conveniently left their
transaction reciept in the machine

so that
unsuspectingly people like me
could find it and wonder what the fuck i'm doing with my life

that's how much you have in checking?

as my jess wood says, "I'll kill everybody!"

i have a fraction of a fraction of that and i feel like
i'm in the money, honey

i have a sliver of a sliver of that and i feel like
i can eat all of the little debbies nutty bars i want

i have percentage of a percentage of that
but i still have more money that most of my friends

UDDERS

you put that there on purpose
you wanted me to find it

you with your financial know how
with your accountant
with your penchant for keeping receipts
with your knack to file taxes on time
with your shiny shoes
with your money put away for the future
with your money saved for the future
with your 401k
with your mutual funds
with your college money for the kids you haven't even thought about having

seriously
fuck you.

7 comments:

Pete B said...

udders?

sara said...

wow. Can you do a live reading of this and post it on the interweb? thanks.

Kyria said...

Maybe they're... erm... buying a co-op? Or maybe they just eat out a lot. A real lot. With new cars.

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Colleen said...

Oh man, bravo. Too bad that receipt could belong to like, most people in NYC. (People who I don't know.)

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