An endless procession of decimal points, dollar signs;
so simple when laid out monthly,
yet so little left before each pay.

“Where does it go so quickly?” you ask yourself,
trying to squeeze a payment out of
what could be a week’s worth of groceries,
as you drift off on a mathematical daydream of winning the lottery,
how nice it’d be to spend an entire paycheque on yourself.

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01/19/2015

Posted on 01/19/2015
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