Cost of Living

You spend a life

day by day…

–like coins–

it’s the rate of exchange for experience.

some good,

some bad,

some Jimi Jimi Jimi,

(all backward guitar) and

youth is its currency, and like the young

boy, can you throw that around!

living large and racking up

deferred debt…

on a wing & a promissory note the

bank doesn’t lose this infrastructure

and eventually,

even for the IT generation

–you know,

the one you’re a part of–

youth’s traded in for middle-aged

gold,

some fool’s,

some alloy,

some heart-shaped,

and man, it’s better to watch where you invest

this

calling off all those deferred debt collectors,

and bending over to snatch those

lucky coins miser-like

–back permitting–

but ultimately,

the aged will have its

rabbit-eared

way…

trailing nothing but dust…

and Peppy, it’s better to quit that game

early on,

some bluff,

some bravado,

some borrowed–

while you still have

some sense

–to leave on the table.