I demand payment
I said
to myself
I said
As I sat down and bled to myself
I demand laughter, sweat and tears
Their joy, misery and fears
I said
to myself
I said
As I sat down and bled through fingers
Over the keys, the river did run
Over the desk, the deluge overwhelmed
I demand their time, attention and more
I said
to myself
I said
As I sat down on the same chair
day after day after day
As I sat down and bled myself dry
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Author's Notes: I write for myself, first and foremost...but...do love when things are published and how people interact with them once they are out there in the world.
You can also take a look at these recently published pieces, if you like and such:
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You can also find my debut book thing, here on Amazon in Kindle and paperback editions.
About the Creator
Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection out now!
Streams and Scratches in My Mind coming soon!
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