Miser Time Poem by Kay Ryan
Miser Time
Miser time grows
profligate near the
end: unpinching
and unplanning,
abandoning the
whole idea of
savings. It's hard
to understand
but time apparently
expands with its
diminishing. The
door thrown wide
on sliding hills of high-
denomination bills and
nothing much to buy.
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