Waste of Money

Poem by BW Derge from "Everywhere But Elsewhere" - written in 2009

Throw it all out the window

Not at this poor piece of paper-

It was all made to make money

And this pen in hand stench-

Let it all go.

Write numbers

Signifying dollars

In imaginary bank accounts.

Write shit you’ve got to do
Today to make money.
So you can spread it around,

Butter that bread-

-Fuck women, make children
And then the bastards yank

Sheets of paper

And if you give them a pen-
They will draw silly pictures
And you crumple it all away-

Waste of money.

Write what you want
But time is money.

Wasting time on silly words
Is like eating your credit card-

Painful, useless-

Nevermind this silly existence...

The Earth caught on fire last night-

She bought gasoline

And ignited herself last night.

Got rid of the bugs and fleas-

She let it all go.

Waste of money.

by BW Derge

Poem was originally written in 2009