how you will die:
four horses pulling you asunder,
a long knife in the night,
poison slipped into your coffee,
or maybe just a swift kick
that sends you off a cliff,
and into heaven or hell.
hell is more likely,
a better mirror to this world
where demons are all well-groomed,
and boldly display
their MBAs and law degrees.
the market is always bottomed-out,
and the weight of all those numbers
tumble down upon your head
for all eternity.