Dear Teller.

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Internet Teller:

I must have
holes in my pockets
where the money
keeps slipping out
when I'm sleep
walking
though
this waking life
I might as well
have left my
purse
on the roof
of that guys car
after we exited.
Credit crushed
by a double
decker bus.
I must have
be a victim
of a holiday scam.
(they are wiring
money out of my
account)
uncanny.
I must have holes
in my pockets and
my socks.
my bras - holes.
because my
teller knows
nothing of
my money
where it goes
and my mother
knows nothing
of my money
where it goes
and me?
Well I know
something.
I'M
FUCKING
BROKE.