The Market

Fine shops, cheap shops.
Watch the watches.
Because time,
It passes.
The world is restless.

Socrates with a hemlock bottle.
Needs nothing,
Wonders what others need.

Why stop? Must shop!
Sulfur matches.
Because life,
It passes.
You turn to ashes.

Well, well, can you smell hell?
Sees nothing,
Wonders what others see.

First Published on Volkov Is Thinking