Satoshi Nakamoto.

Satoshi Nakamoto.

Satoshi Nakamoto is not a place.
It is a name. A cloak.
A mask…a masquerade!

Are your cheeks a milk-maid’s peachy sweet?
Have you strong thighs?
Why must you be a creature of the night?
Are you hermaphrodite?

Crawl out from the shadows
of your darkly Digitals,
Where hidden from the daylight
in a virtual woven web,
you spin your crypto currency…
for me…outraged…. to spend!

Toss your electric coinage
at the wind of buy and lend…
So we can all breath freely
in the empty bubble air?

By tapping Bitcoin finger tips
may we all grow rich!
Then fill our empty shelves at home…

….with Great Value Bleach !

Kristine Byrne 31st July 2018
Roman Statue c.100-200 AD.