Shall We Jettison The Money? Poem by Chuy Amante

How bad do you want
the big house,
the new car,
the boobz,
the island
the stars
the moons of mars?

Let's build a latter
up out of this box,
I'll be a chicken
and you are a fox

let's get to the edge
and jump daphuck off
food in our tummies
good tires on the bus, we're off!

no bills just hills and sand
got tools and a sack lunch in hand

let's go be fun
let's go live
let's play expansively
LIKE KIDS
like that wild rabbi said

a peace trip a luv-in everywhere