Electric Steer

With my hands off the wheel

Waiting room mints in my pocket

I wait as the launch goes

As quick as a rocket

From this direction

I can see a hopeful sign

Of growth

To become more fully realized

Is my hope

Wall Street Chaos

Wall Street chaos

Directed by Silicon Valley fingers

The triggers going off

In all the whimpers

What is shaping now

Is hard to determine

Which way is up

And which way is down

For the average looker on

That the book on the shelf

Little do I know

Little do I care

But it impacts the forces

That bear on self

Prescription Subscription

I forgot about you

Eternal renew

When the day becomes

Night

You charge me

Again

And again

For what I need

On my prescription subscription

So don’t wake me up

To do your bidding

Bid away

In the middle of the night