MORE SUPPLIED THAN DEMANDED.

So I didn’t grab what I could have had
When the opportunity to do so was closer
Than my nose,

And I never wished to fish that well again
Even though folks told me their bait was taken
Quite easily,

And that’s fine by me because my sea
Chose to row me along a different course
From those ones,

And I willingly allowed the more crowded
Boats to go by when their speed was greedier
Than my paddles,

But I’m happy I got to dabble with
Amphetamine laced pace and was taken
By calmer times

To different places and climes where the
Tastes are less mined and more sporting rods
Are used,

And where love has a chance to infuse
More slowly and grow more holy because
Of its leisure

And a man doesn’t measure his wealth
By the strength of his stock but by the accounts
Of others.