Yet another Black Monday.
Yet another stock market crash.
Yet another fall.
Yet another psychological depreciation
of the value of
my mind,
of my soul -
my only real assets,
in this forever troubled economy,
in this forever turbulent world.
Oh,
this forever turbulent world.
I
never,
never had any real chance
to soar in
it.
Still now I plummet.
Still now I fall.
February 21, 1997