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The frivolous--
Throwing dollar bills

To sitting
Begging
Bums

Counting pennies
Passing time

With whisky
Wrapped in paper bags

Or the Asian one’s
Glue for sniffing

Blue eyes
Brown eyes

Both turn cold
As

Life
Oozes out

--Know nothing
About the physical (Pain)

Yet
Contemporaries

With all
(O, sorrowful human condition.)

Bound to melancholy
No being escapes loss