The Daily Draw
The Daily Draw for 12.26.08
The Santa mask got tore off at 5am when the alarm went off.
“Feed Me.” says the Money God. It’s mouth can hold, everything.
In the Box where the Money God whispers. “Don’t fuck up.” And if I do? “If you do, you have to start all over again.”
I bang my head on the desk, shaking the coins.
The day done and numbers entered. And the Money God asks “What took you so long?”
A long day in the box. Man, I’m tired.