There he is
Green eyes lit up
Hovering in my studio
Watching my every move
Judging
Controlling
Asking
With no answers
A wry smile
Because he knows
What he costs me
Sleepless nights
Staying up late
Baggy eyes
While his eyes fixed
Unshaken
By reality
Or importance
The dollar man tears me apart
With his weight and indifference
How can it be
The shade of green so pale
That he controls so much
The dollar man