by Declan Geraghty
The money
circulates
within the rich
blowing around a glass cage
circulating
like the final challenge
on the crystal Maze
it never leaves the cage
it never leaves the rich
the money is in the ring
a group of two guys and three women in matching tracksuits
grab at money blowing around, in the air
demented
in the end they leave with nothing
after deductions
some leave in arrears
the money is in the ring
they say go cashless
until you pay a ten percent charge
on a fifty euro gift to your kid
or a helping hand to a brother abroad
only for a twenty percent charge
on foreign transactions
I’m afraid to ask for loans
no interest in the interest
the money is in the ring
blowing
around and around
a fifty foot tall Richard O’Brien
looks back at me
but its not Richard
its something else
its just the Crystal Maze
of capitalism
it never leaves the glass cage
the money is in the ring.
