Price For Respectability

Price for respectability
never means to spend money like water

While the wife of a poor country’s president
was outside at a shop that sells luxury items,
the shop window broke and cut her purse
and tons of bloody dollars slide out like a rocket
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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