If only my poetry could
bring down my mortgage debt,
I would write a poem a day
for the bankers who own my home.
I write a poem a day and sometimes
two, but mostly for myself.
I never expect a dime out of poetry.
It does not lower my blood pressure.
It did not stop the cancer that
the doctors skillfully treated.
I am just thinking out loud.
No banker would take my poetry as
payment. They would not wipe their
noses with any page I have written.
I am just going to work until I am dead,
and write poetry as well,
until my mind is gone and
the banker forecloses on my home.