A Breeze of Crumbs

Breeze of Crumbs, A Breeze of Crumbs
The Worship of Mammon by Evelyn De Morgan 1909

The green grid of greedBreeze of Crumbs, A Breeze of Crumbs
With its razor-sharp bars
Slices the humanity substance
A breeze of crumbs for my dinner

The clock is nailed to its tongue
No itch to bind myself to ground
Only lust, greed and death
Cuff destinies together

So, I am passing my time
As a plop
As a waft
As a dot with no control…

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