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