Poetry, Inc.

Poetry, Inc.



It comes to our attention
you have what it takes
to join our enterprise.

You see the skull beneath
the smile. The water in
your glass- half empty, half full,
no matter-  will never be enough
and only water, never wine.
Nonetheless, you find the funny
in an unfunny world.


We could talk benefits
and salary, were there any.
Take the side jobs-
teach, wait tables, edit
something, execute
insurance company
surety investigations.
Sell magazines or cars.

There is no application,
no resume, nor signature
on contract documents
required- you're ours.  
Demand per capita is constant
as is oversupply.
Welcome.  We hope you like it here,
even though we know
it really sucks to be you.