Brooks Lindberg

Dollar signs don’t shine themselves

-whispered between second and third avenues

A buck today’s worth
more than a buck
tomorrow and

a buck yesterday’s worth
the same as
your empty stomach now.

Fuck all endows.
I used to make rent
with only two whores.

But no more.
Boosy hoos. Now,
get to the overpass

and shake that ass—
it’s about to rain
harder.