First Pay For Writing, 5-21-2007

Orange piece of paper

I malign you

You frighten me

I have had you for a week

But I refuse to open you

Inside is some dust that will corrupt my soul

The beginning of the end

Pandora’s mailbox

Pandora’s box is a dirty sexual metaphor

Off topic, I know, but what’s the big deal

With opening her box for us?

I guess it’s the demons that jump out

I’m sure it’s legal tender

And I can use it to buy paper and ink

It’s just

Fuck

Ten years without a penny in compensation

And granted, this is already spent on more books

I keep turning to look at it

Before the next line

Thinking

Why don’t you inspire me?

But it doesn’t.

Any whore can get money

I fuck for love.