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Money is talking
to itself again
in this season’s
bondage
and safari look,
its closeout camouflage.
Hit the refresh button
and this is what you get,
money pretending
that its hands are tied.
2
On a billboard by the 880,
money admonishes,
“Shut up and play.”
“Money Talks” from Partly: New and Selected Poems, 2001-2015. © 2016 by Rae Armantrout. Published by Wesleyan University Press. Used by permission.
1
In the first cartoons
the mutability of forms
was a laugh riot:
bouncing biceps,
one foot growing huge
to stomp a cricket—
and staying that way.
The aye-aye’s
first finger.
Dressed all in plastic,
which means oil,
we’re bright-eyed, scrambling
for the colored cubes
spilled
on the rug’s polymer.
Inside each
is a tiny car.
When we can’t unscrew the tops
we cry for help.
1
We encountered a problem
sending
a command
to the program.
Did I say that
aloud?
I’ve broken out
in imps.
*
To be a blip
in a circuit
and to know it,
to relish
this knowledge
in your private
moments
as all moments
are gated
and switched.
2
When I mentioned hatred
I was not thinking
of you,
but you’d best not break
our momentum,