I nailed a banknote to a tree
But it did not nourish me

I placed a cheque upon the earth
I signed it, but
No crops came forth

I pressed a coin against my lips
I closed my eyes -
I felt no kiss

I came to the conclusion that
I'd laboured
Under an illusion
and that
The light loves the leaf,
The soil needs the seed, and
Love must have a lover.

All this I discovered
On
An empty stomach.