payday

when they find out you have money,
they come, they drop from the sky

from planes. they bake a cake,
ask if you've lost weight.

they call from distant lands,
they inquire about your health,

your future plans.
they tell you that florida

is a bad idea, stay close,
stay near, they say.

they smell a payday.
it's just a matter of time

they whisper
when you're in the other room

when they can cash in
on being almost friends.