I know how to be wealth adjacent

Almost rubbing shoulders, but I will always,

Unkempt, push away into wildernesses,

Reassociate with my brethren branches,

Leaves and foliage. I claim my hilltop

Opposite the fenced and manicured

Withering their bald rooftops and

Vacuumed lawns with disappointment across the valley

To create vacant spaces out of bounty:

This is the proprietary trick of the rich

I see ravens, circling, channeling,

Vulturing. They, too, sense a carcass.