They’re all fucked up to one another

maybe it’s not about money at all

but courage

the less courage the worse they can be

and still sleep soundly at night

so long as the mess isn’t spilling in their lap

the farther away 

the better

easier to ignore the damage you’ve done

when you don’t have to 

breath in the dust of destruction

smell the death

watch the eyes go pale

good at compartmentalizing

when there are bills to pay

distract the idle hours

justify nastiness

bloody hands

save your family and fuck the world

what an ugly way to feed your kids

to wolves

wolves with breath 

like yours

everyone howling

under a cold 

disappointed moon