Three Short Poems That Somehow Go Together

Spinning gold.

This is what artists do.

Straw to gold.

Shit to flowers.

Sorrow

seen through.

Being polite?

That’s a human thing.

God doesn’t care

about being polite.

God says scream

if you want to scream.

And don’t pretend

you don’t want things.

Rich people

often give money

a bad reputation.