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to each his own: money risks

there is a race—

which of 5 will survive the swim

in black skies and heavy rains.

 

the favorite swimmer has died.

the top 3 swimmers have died.

I am one of the swimmers.

 

water surrounds the las strip of sand.

corpses of the others float past.

I survive—hung on a ladder

at the old beach playground.

 

floods wash in;

seep out—relentless.

 

money risks…

with each ebb come millions of crabs

pincers¬†clacking—I’m barely out of reach.

 

with each ebb appear bags of money

hung from the ladder’s lower rungs.

 

with each ebb I crouch

grasping for bags:

was it worth it? resounding…

for Jeb Harmon.