Charity Work

Last night I saw
three girls and their buddy
talking about fashion
and the price they paid
for stealing moments
of fame and fortune.
Think they're still paying.

Think I'm still paying too.
Seems like every check
is spent before the ink dries.
Probably would be better off
if I had an accountant
instead of a nurse,
but my heart needs monitoring
more than my wallet.

So while it may be true
that I've seen
certain people at their worst-
your monitor shows
me as my most naked self
without so much as a towel
in this winter air.

La fille danse
Quand elle joue avec moi
Et je pense...je pense.