Counting Crows (+1)

Sometimes money isn’t enough,

the wheat rejects the chaff

Wealth attained by winnowing gain,

the scarecrow only laughs

Sometimes money isn’t enough,

the numbers rise and fall

Interest accrues­ as attrition renews

—the richest count forestalled

(Valley Forge: November, 2020)

Preying Within

Detached from my consciousness,

the monster attacked

Feasting first on my memory,

the front then the back

Now living inside me,

all day turns to night

Connection—rejection,

devouring the light

(Radnor Pennsylvania: November, 2020)