Repeating numbers
Across your face.
The coffee burns
It numbs the taste.
The crystal womb
Is baring gems
It’s worth a fortune
That never ends.
Nothing to say, but
Everything to think.
In lieu of a word
I have myself a drink.
Swallowing down nonsense
Lest it vibrate in the air
Keep it all inside your head
Make sure that it stays there.
My golden dragon treasure trove
None dare or think to raid.
The contents add to zero cents
Until they are displayed
A Life in Poems 