FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH

FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH

last night
I paid you in love

gave you
(I believe) what
you are worth
no
short-changing

by morning
your value had
gone through the roof

the graph of your stocks and shares
showing a line there
soaring off the chart, up
the wall
bouncing off
the ceiling — much bouncing
underpinning
such a
solid
a achievement

net worth in
my arms turned
hyperbolic, ecstatic

boom economy
breaking the sound and
every other barrier

huge love badda boom