BIG wad of cash stitched underneath <br />his bed, and a ambulance full of medicine <br />and flood, music inside his head, and a look <br />of a contented cow. <br />ENTANGLED by impatience, this fool checks <br />his pulse, the only thing he hears is his lack <br />of faith, and money, adding up, not minus. <br />IT all makes sence he thinks, this goes over <br />there, and this, in the corner, or maybe, just <br />maybe, , over there, eithere way iv have become <br />a hore, , to it. <br />BIG wad of cash, , , cant take it with you...<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/big-wad-of-cash/
