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The Bills
Lauren McBride

after The Bells, by Edgar Allan Poe

Fear the totaling of the bills!
Market bells —
What a time of thoughtless spending their urgency compels!
In the silence of the night
How some shiver with affright
At the melancholy meaning of the tone!
For every sound that floats
From the rust within their throats
Is a groan.
Past Due!  And the people—
They that roam within the stores
Not alone,
And who shopping, shopping, shopping
Feel a glory buying more.
They are neither man nor woman—
They are neither brute nor human,
They are fools: —
And their greed, it is what tolls
As they roll, roll, roll
Up the total of the payment on their bills!
And they dance and they yell;
Keeping time, time, time,
As they whine, whine, whine
To the throbbing of the bills—
Of the bills, bills, bills—
Nearly sobbing at their bills: —
Keeping time, time, time,
As debt swells, swells, swells,
And they whine, whine, whine,
To the totaling of their bills—
Of the bills, bills, bills—
To the totaling of their bills—
Of the bills, bills, bills, bills,
Bills, bills, bills—
Oh, the moaning and the groaning at their bills.

© by Lauren McBride.
Used with the author’s permission.



Lauren McBride says faith, nature, molecular biology (she’s a former researcher), and membership in the Science Fiction Poetry Association (SFPA) help to inspire her stories and poems. Her work has been included in numerous speculative, nature and children's publications, and still she is surprised and delighted with each new acceptance. Lauren lives in Texas, where she shares a love of laughter, science, and the ocean with her husband and two children.




Post New Comment:
Very clever take off.
Posted 11/29/2015 02:10 PM
Lori Levy:
Great! It definitely speaks to me--not the buying, but still bills, bills, bills.
Posted 11/29/2015 12:57 PM
This poem is certainly in voice!
Posted 11/29/2015 07:08 AM
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