Living On Poetry
I live on poetry
Instead of money
Means and ends reversed
To alter the curse
Lifeblood runs thick
As stoic veins bleat out
Their passionate terrain
I will die knowing
What life means
So while money hawks circle
Chasing beer and dreams
I will float along
Making food out of song
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