Bone dry

Don’t know that money is so evil when you don’t have it. Once you have too much of it it might get a tad evil. How about two more abstractions: money and freedom. Too much money and you’re bound to lose some freedom. But not enough money and you’ve lost as well.

Money ain’t evil.

Money is an exchange of energy.

Poetry is about the exchange of energy.

When I see the other side I can see my own side more cleanly.

Money liberates. Money dibilitates.

My mind needs a counterpose to work its way back into poetry.

I have adapted to ESL English.

I hear English too slowly.

I need to feel
language thinking
me back
into existence

I need to get
wet around
the ears.

Published by Marcus Slease

Born in Portadown, Northern Ireland, Marcus Slease has made his home in such places as Turkey, Poland, Italy, South Korea, the United States, Spain, and the United Kingdom – experiences that inform his nomadic surrealist writing. His latest book is Never Mind the Beasts (Dostoyevsky Wannabe 2020).

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