POETIC FINANCE HUMOR

My Blood or My Laptop?

A writer’s dilemma

This writing thing Ain’t bringing the bucks The heat’s still on And the cold really sucks

Selling some blood Gets a cookie and juice Could sell the laptop But a few keys are loose

What’s a scribbler to do Write a best seller Or scrawl a curt note Slipped to a bank teller

So a few more words I’ll try to squeeze Trying to score Medium’s Next round of 5 C’s

A shameless act To be sent some Ben Franklin This writer’s not above Some self-promo anglin’

Hat in hand Dressed all black tie Dear Ev Williams This poet says ‘hi’

But without a laptop My writing would suffer Lose much blood And I’m six feet under

With blood on my keyboard Know now what to do I’ll carry on With duct tape and glue

The prompts and challenges keep coming (thank you all and don’t stop) but these lines aren’t a response to any of my current notifications. They just are.

I’d still like to thank Medium and a few writer friends that inspire and help drive my poetic hash slinging — Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她), Tree Langdon, Diana C., Dave Logan, Michael Burg, MD (AKA Medium Michael Burg), Jupiter Grant, Mark Tulin