My bank is dry.

I have no more words to give.

I try to withdraw,

but ERROR 

reads on the screen.


I used to be rich.

The words flowed

like liquor of the 1920s. 

I bled 

for the written word,

but now 

I can’t even buy a vowel,

let alone a consonant.


Leave me be.

I beg you.

Let me wallow 

in the library 

begging for a sentence,

any sentence.


I am bankrupt.

It is no fault of my own.

Give me the pennies 

of the alphabet

I’ll make them words.

I promise you.



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