WANTED : A PATRON
A sponsor, a benefactor, anyone to lift
me up from this selfsame hole I die in
drowning. The whole world is noise,
and I sit here silent. Why? What else
is there to do - I scream to nip at
anyone's ears - eyes - nose - throat.
I might be a doctor of internal delight,
if I just had that chance to bring it
out right. But what do I get instead?
Bungholes and sons of bitches; the
whiners and all of those who carp.
I need a patron to carry my art.
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