There are economics
Everywhere you search
Like a quarter pounder
For a happy meal
Or a quarter of moonshine
For a merry intoxication
Occasionally a quarter is all that it takes
To buy chocolate chip cookies
Or a subsidized soda drink
And sometimes economy
Comes down to a whole new name
Budget hotel, cheap labor, dollar shop
Or even a quickie on the back seat
Or maybe it is the fix you get
When your lips travel one inch
For one ounce of passion
In one peck of your lover’s lips
When one fragment of a second lapses
As one infinity.