The Life I Live…

Am I a beggar?

Wanting my RFIDNEIFD chip account

Active

Thriving

Helping me out of tough times, although times are not tough

Humbly, I live with a lesser account

The TD

Not funneled with my Lewis

Not funneled down to the Bank

Not from my Luther Lewis Rothschild to TD Bank

Bank of America, “wait”

The funnel… the funnel

Of commas among decimals

Right now, less than decimals

Because I Zelle and spend

A life within

The confines of Social Security Disability

With an Omni gift; they do not understand the shit

So they claim “schizo-affective disorder;” as I claim that check

But whoa, life life life

Against the bank with a knife

The ATM never nice

Although, I could work

I could drive

I’ve received my CDL Class A

I could drive and listen

Drive and ignore

And wait

Just wait

For Mandy and the CDC to reach

More than 10.8 billion each

To disperse, so I receive

The money, the money, the money

See, that’s what I want

I’ve already tried to lay hands on them all

So they’ll get their pill, and I’ll get my card

Then, I shall ball

Even then- humbly

Within reason

Until I see one comma, one decimal; we’re good, we’re even

At that point, the planet in my sights should be fleeting

Because if I ever, made it that low, it’d be a quick game

A slow show

The Life I Live…

Zelle’ing to CashApp

Spending the money fast

Ohhhh, this might be fun

Because with that money, I’ll do the same thing

Money rang

Money ring

RFID imbedded burning in my hand

As fast as I could tap

Because my limit: fuck that

I’m up to 829 commas

Mileage

If you’ve been reading, what’s that?

Mileage

Commas ‘o commas

But this life I live, one day, I’ll see…