who adjusted the cost base and deducted the expense, really?
who without wanting to flee the reportage, the cutting monotony,
the suffocation from stuff computers alone cannot right, the stuff
so rigged it seems to make you pay for not understanding their niggling
& for the roasted coconut ice-cream blindly spooned into your grumpy face?
the inability to make plain a tax system in this or any other year
should make bureaucrats and politicians hang their heads; but
who am I kidding? I am not meant to do this by myself; nor to intuit
alternatives to time slippage; I am no world wise tax shy enterprise,
to its credit unmoved by the unfairness in how wealth steals around
whether globes or laws, so why? why pore over sharp-edged slips?
can it be worth it when smooth and soft, satin ones shimmer nearby?