I’d Be Bored Too Wouldn’t You?

The rich and their money, the rich and their caviar. The rich and their parties, the rich and their friends. The rich and their polo shirts, the rich and their tennis matches. The rich and their trust funds, the rich and their mansions. The rich and their cars, the rich and their speedboats. The rich and their engagements, the rich and their affairs. The rich and their absolutes, the rich and their lack of commitment. The rich and their art shows— their art shows I attend. It all makes me understand, all the more clearly, why the Dazais of the world drown, and the Sylvias hang. The noble will never understand the belittled, or what they find to be so beautiful. And the belittled will only understand the nobles after they have all drowned.